As I tour around Ikea, I recall how we proposed our house to look like. I ache for how we argued about how the curtains should be and silly things that I never imagined I’d miss so much. You killed my dreams, you burnt our house down. 
Tag: hurt
Movies after you left
Goin up the escalators one by one praying to see your face waiting for me with that loving smile and popcorn in your hand.
Hate Love
He comes to you when you are not ready for him and leaves you when you need him the most. 
