I used to spend my nights loving you, mixed up in feelings of desire and heartache. Now, I spend my nights trying to lose you in the mouths of strangers and the words that come from them. I’ve watched days, and months, and almost years pass by, hoping to lose you somewhere in the distance, but you’re never far behind.
I’m not sure if I’m depressed. I mean, I’m not exactly sad. But I’m not exactly happy either. I can laugh and joke and smile during the day, But sometimes when I’m alone at night I forget how to feel.
John Green (via damnstyles)