Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
I wish he could see himself the way I do. I wish he could see all the reasons that I fell in love with him because maybe then he’d understand the pain he inflicts every time he says that I deserve more than him, that I’ll find better than him. I could meet a billionaire with a heart of gold and it wouldn’t change a thing because in the end, no one is him. No one is good enough.
My heart chose him and I don’t know if it’ll let go. I don’t know if I want it to -Jess Amelia