A day without you is almost unbearable. I hate to think of a day that I dont think of you. Even if you arent with me, you’re still with me. Because you are in my thoughts. Its way too cliche to say that you’re in my heart. So, I won’t say it. However it is cliche for a reason. I think I’m becoming cliche; I say the same thing to you over and over. I hope for change, I beg...
In silence and in darkness we loved each other and as I traced her bones with my...– Written on the Body by Jeanette Winterson (via serialstranger)