It hurts. The hurt is how we know it was love. The absence we feel is proof that what we had is something that can be lost. And when does the hurt stop? If it was love, it won't. Ugh I hate summer holidays I miss my bf so much
Love & Misadventure by Lang Leav three questions It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once. Just bought this book physically, but have had it for a month on my Nook and am still having trouble starting it, and it's only poems.