But I can’t tell it to anyone…
What can it do?
Posting it on social media or telling it to people won’t give me comfort
All that mattered was what you thought
And to think that I had messed up so badly
That someone who had loved me so much before
Would rather not have me by their side anymore
To know that no matter what I do
I can’t glue the heart that I shattered
to what it once was before…"
"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fu#k, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane."
-John Green (via hqlines)