funny how a melody, sounds like a memory...

Danielle
17-Plano, Texas

There’s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It’s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.

—Gretchen Kemp (via lavandula)

(Source: th1s1snottheend, via th1s1snottheend)

“It makes no sense to be second in someone’s life when you know you’re good enough to be first in someone else’s.”

So glad that you told me you were coming home… We’ve only been waiting for this moment for 4 months. 

4 months, 15 days actually. Remember that day that you left? Remember what you said to me? How you’ve never felt like this? And you want to make it work? That we would only be apart for 7 months? You said it so easily. IT KILLED ME. 

I gave you EVERYTHING i fucking had, you were amazing, perfect. My friends loved you. We were falling for each other. Hard and fast. But even though we knew it was crazy, we couldn’t help it. 

Now you’re 14.3 miles away from me and you don’t even fucking tell me. I had to find out through your best friends Facebook. So, I’m gonna do you a favor. I’m not gonna tell you I know. You’re just gonna have to live with the fact that you didn’t have the decency to even tell me you’re coming home. Let’s see where this gets us…

“It makes no sense to be second in someone’s life when you know you’re good enough to be first in someone else’s.”

So glad that you told me you were coming home… We’ve only been waiting for this moment for 4 months.

4 months, 15 days actually. Remember that day that you left? Remember what you said to me? How you’ve never felt like this? And you want to make it work? That we would only be apart for 7 months? You said it so easily. IT KILLED ME.

I gave you EVERYTHING i fucking had, you were amazing, perfect. My friends loved you. We were falling for each other. Hard and fast. But even though we knew it was crazy, we couldn’t help it.

Now you’re 14.3 miles away from me and you don’t even fucking tell me. I had to find out through your best friends Facebook. So, I’m gonna do you a favor. I’m not gonna tell you I know. You’re just gonna have to live with the fact that you didn’t have the decency to even tell me you’re coming home. Let’s see where this gets us…