“You destroyed the clouds that our heaven sat on You ripped apart the watercolour perfection that our dreams painted You drowned our fire as you simultaneously burned down our safe house You destroyed and ripped and drowned and burned our love to the ground Until there was nothing left but memories like a pile of ash, like broken glass, like an endless sea, reminding me of the terror you caused, the promises you broke, the goodbye that you swore you’d never say”— shiraz manor (remnants)
September 27th / 3 notes







