Fuck love, right? If you don’t agree, stop reading.
It hits you in the middle of a crowd, it hits you with a dozen people at sight. You go weak, your legs wobble and your drink slips. Love makes you dizzy at first sight. It hits you. It hits you hard. So hard you wonder if you’ll ever piece yourself back together, when the feeling leaves you. Because at the beginning and even at the end you need your whole self to heal.
She Was Sea 