Corny yes, stupid maybe but when I think about you, you always reminded me of an angel with a broken wing. You have all this love to give and always gave it to the wrong people. Part of you damaged, part of you broken but you still have one good wing to keep you going, to show you’re different, to show you’re special. I never cared about your self- perceived imperfections or the things that kept us apart. When I think about it I just wanted to be your other wing because I know how high you could fly. When I look deep inside me the fact the we didn’t even lift off is the moment that hurts the most…
There was only one reason I was on tumblr and this will be the last post… It’s sad irony how the title of my page will be the last words I write on this thing…
Take care…
I always wanted to say this but never got the chance
When you truly have love for someone, all you want is for them to be happy, even if deep down, all you want is for you to be their happiness.
it don’t always work that way tho
