We are sitting on your bed, there is distance between us and the silence is suffocating me. I am holding my knees to my chest. My body is shaking; you are quiet. I ask you if you still love me, and you tell me that you are not sure that you ever did.
I hope my scent leaves you homesick
-kb (via skaterparadise)
I looked at you as if you were everything but you looked at me as if I was ordinary and I still loved you.