A cup of Tea

Heartbreak isn't beautifl. It isn't fucking poetry, its not staying up till 4 am and listening to sad songs. Or it's not reread the old messages between you and that person you love. It's seeing their face in all the people you pass by. It's feeling oke for weeks at a time and then all of sudden, you feel it's he ghost of their lips on your neck and their nails on your back and you're chocking on memories of their presence. It's waking up from dreams of them coming back and screaming in the middle of the night because your chest aches like rotting tooth. Stop romanticizing pain. Stop using people like their objects. A heart isn't a cigarette - you can't just light it up and then stomp it out when your're done. Don't act like anything about heartbreak is beautiful, because i wouldn't wish that feeling upon my worst enemies.  And just because we don't talk anymore doesn't mean i've forgotten about you. It doesn't mean th...

I love how you hold me. I love how you tell me i'm beautiful. I love how you look at me funny when i say something stupid. I love how you make me happy. I love how you smile when i see you. I love how you laugh when i say something random or stupid. I love how you laugh when i snort when i laugh. I love how you make me feel. I love how you tell me i look cute. I love how you mock at me looking at my pajamas. I love when we sang a hundred of old song together. I love how you say sweet thing for me. I love how you push me to learn how to massage. I love how i can talk to you for hours about anything, and you listen and listen. I love accompany you when you got stuck at traffic. I love how you sound when i woke you up. I love how you want to spend everyday with me. I love how you squeeze my hand. I love how you rub my back and kiss my neck. I love how you lay next to me and tell me everything's perfect. I love how you see the person i really am. I love how we say we perfect for ea...