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I would even miss you
if you were sitting right next to me
but now you’re a million miles away
and I’m sinking into a sea

of spinning thoughts
and spiraling emotions,
gasping for air
and floating in oceans

that are ready and about
to flood my safe oasis
and you haunt my dreams
as featureless faces.

—  // you left my chest wide open
j.d.m.
You make me feel like I don’t matter, like I don’t know you at all. Like I’m talking to a wall and I’m expecting it to talk back to me. And I’m sorry that you wouldn’t waste a tear on me while I would waste an entire ocean.
—  giulswrites
I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.
—  F. Scott Fitzgerald