"I want you to stop treating Hurt like an old friend. When he knocks at the door, stop letting him in. You deserve better than this. Can’t just throw rocks at your heart and call it romantic; there is more at your fingertips than hand-grenades and hair-triggers. There is so much more than this. I know you love him, but he is too much weight to carry on your back and only one of you can make it out of this. You can fill a body with excuses, but that doesn’t make it breathe– can’t Frankenstein’s monster a relationship out of the things you wished it’d been. All this aching will make a museum of you. And you will walk through the empty halls of your chest, and see all the things that loved you half to death. And parents will tour their children through the wreck to teach them what it means to light a body like a match. Trust me when I say the love isn’t worth the price of the flint. But you love him. So you love him. What then?" -TO MYSELF, IN MY LAST RELATIONSHIP by Ashe Vernon (8/30) by poemsfeeling

"I want you to stop treating Hurt like an old friend. When he knocks at the door, stop letting him in. You deserve better than this. Can’t just throw rocks at your heart and call it romantic; there is more at your fingertips than hand-grenades and hair-triggers. There is so much more than this. I know you love him, but he is too much weight to carry on your back and only one of you can make it out of this. You can fill a body with excuses, but that doesn’t make it breathe– can’t Frankenstein’s monster a relationship out of the things you wished it’d been. All this aching will make a museum of you. And you will walk through the empty halls of your chest, and see all the things that loved you half to death. And parents will tour their children through the wreck to teach them what it means to light a body like a match. Trust me when I say the love isn’t worth the price of the flint. But you love him. So you love him. What then?" -TO MYSELF, IN MY LAST RELATIONSHIP by Ashe Vernon (8/30) by poemsfeeling


"I want you to stop treating Hurt like an old friend. When he knocks at the door, stop letting him in. You deserve better than this. Can’t just throw rocks at your heart and call it romantic; there is more at your fingertips than hand-grenades and hair-triggers. There is so much more than this. I know you love him, but he is too much weight to carry on your back and only one of you can make it out of this. You can fill a body with excuses, but that doesn’t make it breathe– can’t Frankenstein’s monster a relationship out of the things you wished it’d been. All this aching will make a museum of you. And you will walk through the empty halls of your chest, and see all the things that loved you half to death. And parents will tour their children through the wreck to teach them what it means to light a body like a match. Trust me when I say the love isn’t worth the price of the flint. But you love him. So you love him. What then?" -TO MYSELF, IN MY LAST RELATIONSHIP by Ashe Vernon (8/30) by poemsfeeling via Instagram http://ift.tt/1NSGyz9 at September 17, 2015 at 09:30PM • Details about Mehedi Menafa http://ift.tt/1G78OqZ • Trend News Online : http://ift.tt/1HXcMbL September 17, 2015 at 09:30PM

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