I don’t know
how to tell you that
I loved the way
you smiled at me today,
but I want to tell you all the time
brown eyes are just brown eyes, until you love someone with brown eyes.
brown is my new favourite colour.
i pray you quit overthinking, replaying failed scenarios, feeding self doubt & seeing the good in everyone but yourself you deserve more
“I think I’ll always be a romantic, you know? Someone could completely rip out my heart and walk away and I’d still be willing to believe in love again. They say hope breeds eternal misery, but really without hope, what else have we got?”— Kristie Betts (via wnq-writers)