Everything About You

Like nails on a chalkboard
Your name rings in my ear
The touch of your skin says save me
And you trace the scars on my wrist
Like the way you trace my lips
And nothing feels more right than
When you’re with me
Just breathe me in and don’t
Let it out until your lungs burst and
Then you’ll know what you do to me
My knees are weak
Like the leaves on the ground
Waiting to be picked up and burned
And left with only ashes of your memory
So when will you come back?
Kiss me for real?
Make me know this isn’t all a dream
Tha what I feel is something
Much bigger than lust; it’s love and
You know as well as I, you can’t be left alone
Can rewind when everything wasn’t forced and our love was stronger than the sea that separates us?

“i think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, i think, after seeing them at their most vulnerable, you wouldnt be able to help falling in love with them.”

harry edward styles:

yes the boy in the worldwide platinum record selling huge boyband, but thats not the one im talking about. im talking about harry styles the boy that is nice to the paparazzi who try and ruin his life, the boy who loves his fans more than anything, the one who is literally so goofy and he doesnt even care who laughs at him because hes laughing at himself. yes im a fan but im not one to scream and cry when i see the boys i just ask to sit down with them maybe grab a pint and talk with them. what music they like, what their favorite stores to shop at are, not the cliche “do you have girlfriends” because yes of course if i was harrys girlfriend i would be thee happiest girl in the entire world but i just want to be their friends someone to be there when theyre ready to snap or a shoulder to cry on or a movie buddy or a late night talk about life. i want to be all of those things and i live in this little bubble inside my head and close off the real world because i have actual visions of this happening and i sound so stupid and so unrealistic but idk i have vibes that it will happen and i know it wont, and so be it but i will never stop loving them, especially harry. i want him to call me when he finds out a new joke and we can laugh about how stupid it is, i want to sit by a lake and talk with the real him, not the behind the camera in front of an interviewer him. even though we are thousands of miles apart i want him to know that i will be there for him always and forever even if he needs to tell me about the food he just ate i want to be there for all the little things. i hate knowing that they have no idea who i am. it kills me and my heart cannot physically take it. im broken inside i really am. i need some reassurance that i will have my chance to just meet them or see them in person because right now its looking slim to none. 

too scared not to reblog

even liked this shit .

damn it i read the title i know better then that!

not.again.

I have to sorry guys. I mean Zayn is in my ear telling me too

lol you guys the notesss!

That’s what i get for being curious.

good thing i did, whew that was close

(Source: fuckyeeahkidrauhl, via myheartisfor1d)