Yes, I think it would have been nice to at least give it a chance with you even though we seem to be total opposites because I don't see you as a guy who would go for someone like me.
Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like being together.
Would you have been good for me or vice versa?
I had prayed and the answer came in the form of you and a you that couldn't see themselves with me but what can I do. Nothing.
ah youre cute. i love you a lot. i cant tell you how much. i wish i were better at expressing my feelings. then i would be able to tell you all the things i dont know how to say.
Is there a word for being, like, romantically horny? Because that’s the mood right now
Do you ever feel like something great is coming into your life ? Recently I have had an indelible feeling of hope. Not necessarily love related but just that finally what I’ve been wishing for is about to show up. That I was made for more than what I am now and I will prove myself right.
It finally happened for me. For us. This is the type of love they make movies about. They say when you know, you know. And finally I know what they mean. You came into my life so suddenly, and I know the same is true for you. I knew from the beginning how broken you were. But you feel like home nonetheless. You’ve never felt broken to me, but I know deep down that it’s true. The things that happened to you are not easily forgotten. I know that. What I didn’t know is how it would break me to love you. I know it’s not my job to fix you, I know I’m just here to stand by you and support you while you piece yourself back together. I’ve never loved like this, I know your emotional well-being is not my responsibility. But god it hurts to watch you hurt. But I know if I can’t show you that it hurts me. Just like your emotional well-being is not my responsibility, mine is not yours. I can’t tell you how it hurts me to watch you hurt, because I know how hard you’d take that. I just wanna stop going to sleep terrified that when I wake up, you never will.
The older you get, the more you realize that things don’t matter as much as you think they do.
It’s not a bad thing at all
I imagine my thoughts of you as being like swirling, sparkling light that dances around in my head until my head is crowded with you and it explodes out of me, illuminating everything I see. Everything is prettier, sharper, more vibrant than before. I love this feeling.