"I'm not sentimental—I’m as romantic as you are. The idea, you know, is that the sentimental person thinks things will last—the romantic person has a desperate confidence that they won’t.”F. Scott Fitzgerald
alexis/sf&hearts/20 years old
I remember the way your pinky would twitch sometimes when we held hands. I remember how you pick only the red gummy bears to eat. I remember you said you loved the way the sun set just between the hills. I remember you said you could fall in love over a bowl of cap’n crunch. Do you remember anything about me? Do you remember how I would lay my head on your chest just right to where I could hear every beat every pound of your heart? Do you remember what it felt like to hold my hand for the first time? Do you remember the way id stay in your arms five extra minutes, even after I’ve said goodbye too many times? Do you remember me at all? Or will this just all be one memory I’ll never forget?
(Source: macmillerissexyasfuck, via playwithlifelaughwithlife)
