Anonymous:
It's been over a year, and I'm the one that dumped her, but she still lurks in the crevices and shadowy corners in my head. She is a ghost sleeping ever so lightly, and awoken ever so easily by the right words on a page or the right lyrics in a song. She refuses to leave, and I'm not sure I want to try and make her go.

latenightcornerstore:

She is only a ghost. Much as you think you know her, all that’s left is the echo on your bones. You left for a reason. Remember that. She’ll slip from your fingers soon enough, just make sure you unclench your fists.