You’re crazy and I’m out of my mind. 💕
One day it just gets better. There’s no explanation or reason why . You just wake up and you’re not angry anymore.
“How was your day?”
“Text me when you get home so I know you’re safe”
“How are you?”
“I hope you’re feeling better”
“Have a good day today!”
“I miss you”
“Can you come over?”
“Can I come over?”
“Can I see you?”
“Can I call you?”
“Want something to drink?”
“Watch your step”
“Let’s watch a movie”
“What are you up to?”
“How is your day so far?”
“It will be okay”
“I’m here for you”
“Do you need anything?”
“Are you hungry?”
“I just wanted to hear your voice”
“You just made my day”
You don’t have to hear “I Love You” to know that someone does. Listen carefully. People speak from the heart more often than you think.
I’d like to think that maybe there’s a possibility that in some distant future, you’re the one I’d wake up to every morning. That maybe, just maybe, I’m the kind of girl you’d someday want to marry—and marry. That though it may sound crazy, I wonder if there are hints of promise and forever infused within every “I love you” said. It sure sounds nice. I swear that when our lips touch, I could taste the next sixty years of my life.
I think some of the best moments that define a relationship happen at midnight in the middle of an empty parking lot during the rain, moments like those which make you realize how incredibly lucky you must be, how insignificant everything else is in comparison, and how terribly in love you are, how fast and how hard you must be falling.
I think some of the best moments that define a relationship are made by the look in their eyes as they look into yours, the feeling it leaves you, the butterflies; the grasp in their hands when their arms meet the crevices of your back, the curve in your neck, the frame of your face; the kisses that are absolutely by surprise, the ultimate “God damn, I love you” kiss, the spark; and more than anything, in it’s simplest terms, the smile that travels from your face to theirs, the lack of care given it’s raining and late, the chemistry, the undeniable want for each other.
If one thing is for certain, it’s that being with you makes all my troubles seem like nothing but a blur, and you leave me feeling like if people were rain, I was drizzle and you were a hurricane.
White tee, distressed jeans, and a cup of coffee. It’s gonna be a good day. ⛅️✌️#ootd #happyhumpday
I am a hard person to love but when I love, I love really hard.
I’ve decided to close this door. Not because of pride, incapacity, nor arrogance, but simply because they no longer lead somewhere.
Take me home.
You were nothing more than the classic tale of the “idea.” You made it evident that I had some sort of impact on you, making you feel a type of way you never felt before. You hadn’t been emotionally intimate with anyone in a couple years, yet you were willing to try so with me. You had the best intentions. However, I inevitably came to the realization that I only liked the idea of you. We spent months pretending to be something we weren’t, blinded and trying to fuse our completely different lifestyles together. I will always appreciate what you’ve done for me in such a short amount of time, that being helping me to realize what I want and deserve in a relationship. But what we wanted were two different things: I, an emotional investment, and you, a physical relationship. Your lifestyle involved alcohol and weed and partying and bullshit. Though I never got myself involved with that scene and tried to look past it and not judge you, you chose that lifestyle over me. That within itself was reason enough to leave. But, it’s okay. It had been a few months since we really spoke and though I was bitter at first, I eventually realized that it was for the better. Because had I not realized that I deserved better and put an end to what we had, I wouldn’t have stumbled across…
You. What began as a mere crush led to something I never thought was possible, alongside the fact that it happened with someone I never thought would be interested in me back. To this day I still can’t grasp my head around the idea that this, that we are happening. It’s bittersweet, though more sweet than bitter. I’m bitter in the way that I am terrified of screwing things up between us. Bitter that to some degree, you’ll realize that you want maybe not more but something just entirely different. Bitter of not becoming second best, but more so of becoming not good enough for you. Bitter that you’ll find out about my past mistakes and figure out that I’m not who you thought I was or who you want to be with.
But, more than anything, it’s sweet. It’s sweet for a similar reason, that I don’t think I’ve ever truly said this, but you make me want to be a better person. Sweet for the mere fact that I can actually be myself around you, that I don’t have to pretend to be anyone else. You caught me off guard at work, at least in meeting you. I developed a huge crush on you from the day you introduced yourself to me and since then, I never thought I’d get involved with you. But being with you completely erases everything else from my mind and I just can’t wrap my head around the fact that I feel this way, and more importantly, that you feel the same way. I spent the last couple of years fantasizing over my future and what I want out of life, simply because I wasn’t satisfied with anything that was going on in the present day. But with you, I just want time to stop. I no longer worry about what if and what will happen when and what’s to be or become. Quite frankly, I just want to be with you. And I haven’t felt this way in such a long time. I’m so thankful, and incredibly blessed, lucky even, to have crossed paths with you.