I can’t pretend that all is well, it’s like I’m haunted by a ghost, there are times I cannot speak your name, for the catching in my throat / ( praise the water under bridges, praise the time we say we’ll heal, praise the fonder that still grows on the absent heart and fields, praise be to this pain these days, it’s all I seem to feel )
(Source: elsie-hughes)
downton abbey mary crawley matthew crawley downtonians sometimes i make matthew/mary things too! my graphics i'm p sure this one won out over the coloured version when i polled everyone so so we'll live with this one this song doesn't actually work in context but it's all i've been listening to for the past few days so s o
