Falling in love with the wrong person can be toxic. But falling in love with yourself never will be. Self-love isn’t selfish, it’s only knowing your self worth.
Mi accorsi troppo tardi che mi mancava come manca l'estate nel giorno più freddo dell'inverno, quando fuori piove. Non la dimentichi una persona così, la torni sempre a cercare.
—  Antonio Distefano
I hate myself for loving you so much and i wish i could tattoo the feeling of your lips on my skin. I can’t see myself ever not loving you but you and i will always be unfinished business and maybe somethings are better left unfinished. You’re in my bones, my heart and your voice echoes in my veins. I’ll have to rip myself open to let go of you, but thank you for reminding me what butterflies feel like
—  L.S.