I always think you’ll say something, or do something, that’ll blow me away even just for a couple of seconds. A nice string of words, a gesture, a message, a note, a link, a phrase. But most every night I go to sleep with an empty heart. I guess it’s all just wishful thinking, used to it by now. Or I should be. And well because you don’t talk, wont talk, you might read this so… goodnight, sleep well.
(via skygiants)
