you know what ?
sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night with this sharp ache in my heart. I cry and cry and cry until the pain goes away and I can fall back asleep. The doctors can’t explain it, they shrug it off and call it “bad nutrition.” It has nothing to do with my physical condition. That ache is loneliness, misery, heartbreak. That ache is what you did to me.
(Quelle: wolkenstoff, via hauptstadtmaerchen)