It aches inside, small things that go straight to the heart and make it feel like it could never beat again. Tears run down your face when everything doesn’t go to plan. Every part of you wants to die thinking about him leaving. You doubt his love for you constantly, claiming yours is stronger.
Love is hard, love is so fucking hard.
But it’s worth it, to hold his eyes with mine and know he loves me back.
It’s so bloody worth it.
I want it forever.