message archive personal theme

21, london, psychology major

promise me you’ll hold on,
when my hands decide to no longer clench onto yours

promise me you’ll stay,
when i decided to leave you for the darkness,
even momentarily,

when i push you away,
when the warmth of your words can no longer kiss the coldness of my heart

promise me you’ll stay ?

 don’t walk away from me, i know i’m hard work. 
"We can let the circumstances of our lives harden us so that we become increasingly resentful and afraid, or we can let them soften us, and make us kinder. We always have the choice."
Dalai Lama  (via tellmefive)

(Source: lazyyogi)