My Face and My Pictures.

d-o-w-n-f-a-ll:

have you ever woken up at 4 a.m. because your body is literally aching? Aching for someone or something that is completely absent in your life? It’s awful, isnt it? You lie there, thinking about this one thing and you feel completely empty. You wonder if that certain someone is awake at night with the thought of you. You can feel the sadness creep through your bones and plant seeds in your stomach that will soon blossom into flowers. and it almost feels as though they will be there forever. and then you have to try and lull yourself back to sleep, with thoughts about that one missing thing. You pretend you are not empty and alone, just so you can go back to sleep. It’s awful. my body is aching for you.