thisoldhouse:

I dreamt about you last night. We were by the beach, you had your arm around me and all we did was talk. Sometimes you’d kiss my forehead and then my cheeks but never my lips.I’d lean in closer and you’d gently tighten his grip and it made me feel as if you didn’t want me to go.

And as much as I would like to replay it over and over again, I choose not to. Because eventually I wake up and everything begins to hurt.

Please, stop showing up in unexpected places.