I was so used to you watching me come undone and fall apart once more, So used to you carefully piecing me back together, again. I was so used to calling you in the middle of the night when the nights seemed as though they were my last. I was so used to pouring my heart out to you as if you were a mug and I was pouring a milky tea. But I forgot, that mugs can shatter, just as I once did. now you’re consumed with sadness and fatigueness And I don’t know how to fix you The way you fixed me.
—Im sorry I broke you, darling. (via razorss-and-rosess)
✯ Are You Satisfied? ✯