"I always swore I had the stomach for night time love, but I’m starting to realize I don’t have the heart for it. Now I find myself wanting someone to hold my hand instead of my thigh, and I never realized how many bridges I’d burned with my matchstick fingertips until now. I dipped my toes into too many rivers, while other girls were floating around and staying a while. I convinced myself that love wasn’t real, but maybe it was because I was the only one who wasn’t finding it."
Heartless or loveless? | S.B. (via fallinlovewithapoet)
I’m sorry, you must be at least a level 4 friend to unlock my tragic backstory