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almost always.
*01.06.03* @ *4:04 a.m.*
i went from laughing to being planted in front of eyes that have seen me far too many times. seen me in ways i never wanted to be seen. he grabbed me by the wrists and expected everything to be the same, but i told him i'm only visiting. that i didn't abandon the new york ship to go back to those arms, and i only came back to florida to pick up the rest of my things.
he told me that things would be different between us from now on. he had some new girl and was working on "being clean".
but he said that every time something bad happened between us. that "this time it'll be different." and every time, i told him he had one more chance because i wasn't going to fall for it anymore, but i always did.
almost always.
i smiled over my shoulder when i walked out of the building.
he said that i always looked best when i had a smile on my face.
almost always.