(Source: livinginstrangenightmares)
“So, you got room for one more?” - Prologue
“But have you got room for one more?” - Part 13a
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to listen to “Can’t Help Falling in Love” ever again without crying. I can just see everything playing out in my head from that point on and it’s just so… so… words can’t even describe it.
“What would you do…” Libby asks suddenly. “…if it was Brittany in the ground? What would you do?”
The response is almost automatic. “Jump in.”
-I’m Only Given Clues Part 13a
I wake up
on the
moon,
my last breath
caught in my throat;
bottled in smoldering lungs,
holding on
to the remaining pocket
of air
you and I
shared
with our last
kiss;
a ghost’s whisper,
broken strands
of summers spent
kissing the sunlight
off your fingers,
nights dreaming
of love
you
could not
accept.
I wake up
on the
moon,
my heart cold
in your hands
and
my last
breath
still warm
on another woman’s
skin.
(Source: hewrotehateonmyarms)
