No matter what I do, no matter what I think. You always come back. Haunt the back of my mind and resurface when there is nothing left to keep me distracted. The feel of your hand in mine, the light brush of your breath against my skin. Your protective arms around me. No matter how much I try to forget, I can't. No matter how much you hurt me, no matter how much it tears me apart, know that I will always love you.
Because my heart was always yours to break.
~Via
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