inktragedies:

and i miss you ⏤ and yet maybe that isn’t enough, maybe it never was. cause while i’m missing you, you have your arms wrapped around someone else, declaring your future sold; a package deal along with your heart and your love and your everything else. cause you were just a storm passing through and now i’m the one left in the aftermath of the destruction you left behind ⏤ and i’m not really sure that this ⏤ that, i’m ⏤ fixable ⏤ and it hurts.

aoife k. | the eye of the storm