I’ve always had a weakness for beautiful but sad things

i tried to forget

but you grew roots around my ribcage

and sprouted flowers

just bellow my collar bones.

what you must understand about me is that I am a deeply unhappy person

It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory. 

F. Scott Fitzgerald