♥

Because he said he wouldn’t change.
And she didn’t know that he’d have to. 

♥

mulled wine

Ah, the time of year you manage to break something so new and precious, you’ve not even had a chance to study its beauty.

When others’ carnage and chaos form a whirlpool around you, and having depleted so much of your strength through the year, it’s a sobering struggle to stand firm.

When an angry voice through closed doors reminds you not a single promise will keep you safe, when you’re always in the wrong.

The fairy lights flicker like a guiding hand to home, for fire’s comfort, or a pretty warning beacon.