I often wonder if you find yourself wandering about in your room,
Wide awake, insomniac, mind racing, thoughts spinning, 2 A.M,
Pacing back and forth to calm your jitters,
Your forehead creased with frustration, your jaw clenching and unclenching, fists by your side.

I can’t remember you much too well,
I’ve forgotten the shape of your nose and I can’t recall whether your cheeks were plastered in freckles or not,
I’ve forgotten the feel of your lips pressed against mine,
Do you still taste of peppermint?

You see, I stop and think about this time from time to time,
Wandering about in my room,
Wide awake, insomniac, mind racing, thoughts spinning, 2 A.M.

Do you remember me at all?
Do you remember my voice or my laugh?
Do you remember the way I would stumble and fall and how words would fail me every time I walked up to your door?
I don’t think you do.

But it’s 2 A.M and I’m wide awake, a pen in my hand,
Writing down everything I can’t help but miss about you,
And time is pushing me further and further away,
The distance beckoning to be heard,
But you are long gone in a separate direction,
And I’m still trying to find a way to cope with your departure.

Reblogged from summer lovin'
Reblogged from Life Is Worth It.

January 28, 2014


and though we tried to walk alongside each other
we had to separate
and now we are too far
to embrace and hug
we are too far
to love each other again
we are too far
to run back to each other
because we just grew apart.

Reblogged from Felicia


"I am the beautiest lady in all of the Spain"

Reblogged from hello