Love is when the other person’s happiness is more important than your own.
― H. Jackson Brown, Jr. (via life-breaks-you)
It’s late and once again I find myself thinking about you. I think about what you’re doing, and if you’re awake or maybe you’ve falling asleep. I think, and think about you until my eyes start to close and then I dream about you. I dream about your eyes and how they shine, I dream about your laugh and how it fills me up with joy. I dream, and I dream about you all night- until finally I wake up… and funny enough I think about you some more.
― (so maybe you’re always in my head)
I can’t sleep alone anymore, I’ve tasted what it was like sleeping next to you, and oh god, sleeping alone I swear has never felt right again.
― (These nights are long knowing that I’m not laying with you.)