I want to love you.
I hope you’ll let me.
Because my hands are just as stained, if not more, cause I let your hand go.
And I don’t know how to hold myself up without you being there to catch me when I fall.
it’s nothing like the train, because this time I’ll catch you. || Part One || [syd] (via pesmenos)
You tried to love me.
I tried to let you.
But my hands are stained with blood and yours are pure as snow.
And I don’t know how to hold on without staining you too.
It’s like the train all over again, huh? || Part Two || [syd] (via pesmenos)
It’s only natural for the girl you’re crushing on to be in love with someone else. Since you’re in love with her, she sparkles in your eyes. That’s why people fall so irrationally in love.