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When we had our first big fight, you asked me if I had watched that movie and if I knew that scene - you know the one - where the broken up couple who hadn’t seen each other in years finally reunites and the girl realizes her mistake, and all the lost love, and all the regret. Anyway, when you and I finally made up, you said that while we weren’t talking you kept picturing me in it. It was the first time I knew you were in love with me. Okay this is what I’m really getting at here: I know we haven’t spoken in some time now, and I know it’s for the best, but I’m just wondering if I still star in the movies in your head. You still star in mine. Last night I was Rachel and you were Ross. The night before it was Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth. I can’t stop replaying the ways we could find each other again. Look, I know this is hard and I don’t want to make it harder but I just want to see you. We can make believe just for one night. Me, Allie and you, Noah. You, Gatsby and me, Daisy
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