I said it didn’t matter but my fucking heart was in pieces
― (via queerlysad)
I never noticed how bad I’ve gotten until I’m talking to my friend on the phone about the sadness I’ve tried to ignore, about the issues I’ve tried to hide.
I never noticed how bad I’ve gotten until I spoke to her mother and then wished I could ask for a hug because a hug from anyone is just what I need.
I never noticed how bad I’ve gotten until a basic “I love you” from my brother broke my heart because it’s all I need to hear lately.
You never notice how bad you’ve gotten until someone gives you a little bit of love to feel, because you then realise how rare love has visited you recently.
― I’m back where I was. (via isabelspoetry)