I still like me even when I'm a heartbroken mess.
I'd still choose me even if I miss you.
I come first.

I don't have the time or energy to mourn lost loves.
You weren't for me.
Period.
- J.C.

i never did get to show you the poetry i wrote about you,
i never did get to kiss you as many times as i wanted,
and if i knew our last kiss was going to be our last
id go back and give you 100 more.

i found poetry within the knots of your hair,
and i found comfort within the warmth of your lips,
and if i wouldve known us doing this would have caused all this chaos
i would still do it all again
because youre worth it

-you were always worth it