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SEASON 9 OF GREYS ANATOMY HERE I COMEEEEE
Being back in the room where depression lives, it’s a sharp pain and an overwhelming numbness.
How many times can you let the same thing break your heart?
As long as you love it…
Every eyelash that was on my face, every dandelion i blew, every birthday candle, every coin thrown in a fountain, every 11:11, every fallen star, i wished for just a little longer with you.
At least our paths have crossed.
“If it’s meant to be it will come back” i always believed in that until you came back over and over again and kept hurting me over and over again.
You know everyone is going to hurt you at some point in life you just have to find the ones worth suffering for.
Today i came home from my vacation
Usually you would run to me for hugs and little belly rubs
But the house was empty
My bed felt empty without you in it
I felt the ghost of you,
Happy to see me back
But it will never be the same again
I miss you alot my little star
Especially on moments like this
We were fast cars on our way to crash
“You can’t love someone until you love yourself”
i have never believed in this until i felt it with my own heart , saw it with my own eyes and drowned in this kind of struggle.
post club partying and you’re at a diner, tipsy and love drunk, messily inhaling a cheese burger and fries while abby devours hers with a little more manners. she’s not as drunk as you and spends most of her time smiling at your drunk swaying/dancing to the overhead radio as you munch on your burger, holding it with two hands, elbows tucked into your side like a child. you’re blasted.
the two of you are sharing a blackberry milkshake with one straw because according to you it’s “better for the environment”
there’s a few other customers but only one waitress, who like every waitress in a small diner, is a 50 year old lesbian with a dry sense of humor. she hums in amusement when she first takes your order. you were oblivious to her, your hands playing with abby’s left one and your eyes locked onto abby’s face, smiling adoringly at her. the blonde hands the waitress the menus with her free right hand, ordering the basic diner meal and of course the blackberry shake with a passionate “one straw please!” coming from you though your eyes never leave her face
when the waitress brings the check, abby has moved to your side of the table. you’re tucked into her side, sucking the last of the blackberry milkshake aka 99% of the seeds through the straw. the waitress places the check next to abby’s plate with a pen.
“you two are too cute,” the waitress says as soft as you can after years of smoking cheap cigs. “it’s nice to see the young ones doing so well. goodnight sweethearts”
and with abby’s strength, a lot of patience, and your sudden burst of energy, you successfully make it back to the car and tucked into the passenger seat. she starts the car, making sure the seat heater is on before you even ask. she snags a sweatshirt from the back and places it over your legs as a blanket. when she pulls out of the dark parking lot where the only light comes from the windows and single sign of the diner, she takes one last glance at your cute sleepy face until it gets too dark to see before driving your drunk ass home <3