"I want our relationship to be the kind where I can acknowledge another girl’s beauty, but you would never be able to deny that there could be a hundred different variations of her in a room, and you’d still be the only one I see. You’d still be the only one who could knock the wind out of me before introducing yourself. You’d still be the only one who could bring me to my knees, unable to get back up without the help of your hand.
You’d still be the only one I see. And I’d choose you a thousand lifetimes over."

Connotativewords | jl | Won Over (via connotativewords)

(Source: ahsgifs)


Don’t let me get attached.

Please don’t. It will make it too hard when you leave. I know one day you will lose interest. You will find someone better. You will move on.

So please don’t let me get used to talking to you. Don’t tell me your favorite songs. Don’t kiss me or hug me. Don’t touch me at all. Don’t tell me your hobbies or favorite movies or your favorite places to go. Don’t tell me anything. Just go away now. Because you will leave anyway and I know I can’t handle it. The pain of hearing your favorite songs. Remembering the feel of your touch. Driving past your favorite places. Seeing your favorite movies. Not talking to you.

I don’t want to have to miss you. So don’t let me get attached. I don’t know how to let go. So don’t give me anything to hold on to. Because you will be gone and I would rather be turned down. Than to constantly miss you and what we could’ve been.


Don’t let me miss you.

Don’t let me get used to having you.

Everyone leaves, I know you’re no different.


Please don’t let me get attached, G.H. (via lostwithhiswords)