so while he keeps his eyes on his pride, I will keep mine on my priorities.
b.m. // the show must go on
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I wasn't made of a material that he could build from and the saddest part, the bits and pieces of me that make others smile weren't good enough for him.
b.m. // insufficient
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He may never love me the way I need him to.
- B.M.
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i stood with my hand on the door knob and i looked over in your direction. your face showed no emotion but the sound of your voice made my heart swell.
"i'm so sorry. i don't want to see you go."
and that almost made me drop my bags and run back to you. i stammered for a minute, trying to find words that wrap this up in a delicate way. you cannot pack the suitcase for me and beg me to stay.
b.m.
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He was selfish, it was something he was good at. Look out only for yourself so that you don’t get hurt and it worked out pretty well for him. Well, until the time that it just didn’t.
He was good at pulling away, at distancing himself, as long as he didn’t catch the way it hurt her. Not return a smile, then look away, ignore an inside joke, look away, flinch away from a touch, look away. Helping him along is the face that she hasn’t quite twigged what’s going on. She notices, he knows she notices because she telegraphs everything she feels on her face and there’s confusion in the hurt but no accusation. He starts to feel as though he’s spending half of his time with her trying not to look at her. And then there’s the day that he doesn’t get to look away quick enough and there’s her broken heart, written across her face. It’s a slow, quiet slide, like drowning peacefully and if he turns the music up loud he almost doesn’t notice how deafeningly silent home seems now that he’s alone.
~Excerpt of a book I’ll never write #59 (via coldfeetonthekitchenfloor)
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jealousy sits at your bed side and waits for you to wake because when you do, you'll be reminded of how he smiles to the thought of her.
b.m. // jealousy will make a monster out of you
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“The hardest part of letting go is understanding that the other person is okay without you.”
- B.M.
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"I didn't know you were sitting on a throne of lies until I was already kneeling before you." - my heart
i love this. you said it better than i could.
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“in the chaos, i can almost forget you. i can almost tell myself that i don’t need you anymore and i am almost free. it isn’t until i’m surrounded in silence that my chest aches to hear from you.”
— b.m. // delivered
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I click my pen, eyes on the clock. As I sit upright in my chair, I glance around the room. My mind is thinking of all the ways to occupy itself while I wait for you to come back.
b.m. - and i’d wait forever
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and while i'd do anything to bring a smile to you face, you still stand around as if it's not enough.
b.m.
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in the chaos, i can almost forget you. i can almost tell myself that i don't need you anymore and i am almost free. it isn't until i'm surrounded in silence that my chest aches to hear from you.
b.m. // delivered
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