"A month apart felt like a prison sentence. Pixelated pictures weren’t enough to make the heart stop hurting. Late night exchanges of words that should have been whispered as we laid, warm and united, in your bed. I started to lose myself, punching walls and breaking skin again. I longed for you to save me."
Tim Neil, This Is What Love Feels Like (via larmoyante)
"He never broke my heart. He only turned it into a compass that always points me back to him."
Clementine von Radics, In Defense of Loving Him (via larmoyante)