#conversations about love

Hearing his voice was like hearing a million blessings whispered by angels only to me.

S.A // Lovely Little Details

You are the good in all my bad.

S.A // Yin & Yang

“How did you know you when you loved him?”

“I have this thing where I ask myself how long it would take me to get over a person if they left me in that moment. And usually it’s a month, maybe two. But with him it was like, if he disappeared right now? Years. I wouldn’t be the same, ever. I already feel like a piece of my life is missing just thinking about it.”

S.A // Conversations About Love #9

Since: I can’t post everything I write here because sometimes it’s not what I’m going for at the moment, or it might be a quick draft of something, or a short quick vision of words I have suddenly; but I still want to share it with you. So I’ve decided to open a Coffee & Literature twitter! Plus it gives me the chance to be closer to you guys
You guys can follow it @LitAndCoffee
It’ll mostly be for quick little things, and drafts that I just haven’t felt good enough to post on my blog, and to talk to you guys.
I hope this goes in a positive direction for me, Coffee & Literature and above all, all of you.
I love you I love you I love you.

Isn’t it crazy how the ones we trust to always protect us, end up hurting us more than anything else ever could?

S.A // You were supposed to be my safety.

When you get cheated on, everything is so different.

All your memories are ruined;

Like, how many times was he thinking about her when he was with you?

And all the times you felt him and touched his skin, were you feeling the left over traces of her?

Touching evidence of the crime that killed so many parts of you?

And every time you think about looking into his eyes, a memory you once loved so much, you see her instead of you in the reflection?

S.A // You ruined the future and the past.

“If I’m gonna be a mess I’m gonna be a colourful one. I’m gonna be a mess of confetti and streamers; a mess of life and laughter and music and happiness. Because you are going to be a mess, that we have no choice over.

But what kind of mess you want to be is in your hands.”

S.A // The Magic Is In The Mess

I just want to feel him.

To feel his arms and his warmth;

Knowing that he loves me.

I just want to feel that,

and let him know that I love him back.

S.A // Conversations About Love #10

I don’t remember much before her. I know it was bad and that she made it.. less bad.

She didn’t make everything perfect. She couldn’t. All the shit was still there,

but she made it not matter.

She was my rose coloured glasses.

S.A // Rose Coloured Glasses