Its Going to Get Better, I Know.
I miss the way you use to looked at me. I miss the way you would call me. I miss the way you hugged me from behind. I miss the way you held my hand. I miss you!
(Source: smiles-can-hide-alot)
I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing. What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you? What am I supposed to say when I’m all choked up that you’re okay? I’m falling to pieces.
The Script - Breakeven.
