if i hadn’t gone through everything i have so far, i wouldn’t be the person i am now. for every bad thing that has happened, i’ve learnt something and tried to find a good thing somewhere in between the shit. i’m sorry that it didn’t work out for you guys, life can be really cruel sometimes but one day you will find happiness and it might be with her or with someone else but it will be amazing and you’ll look back and think everything else was just a stepping stone to get to her.
aww, thanks. i love your tumblr :)
and that sucks, but i guess if it’s meant to be your paths will cross again at some point?
One that you won’t let me get through to. Let go even if you think it’s reckless and stupid. I want your insecurities and your flaws. I want you to be vulnerable with me. I want you to show me the side you won’t let anyone else see.
Show me truth. Show me love. Show me the real you.
1. I miss you.
2. I need you.
3. I want you.
There’s a thousand things that i would like to say to you but i always end up biting my tongue. You’re always telling me that i should never put my trust into someone 100% and that makes me get a little nervous. I’ve never opened up to someone like I’ve opened up to you and although i don’t regret it, i feel like i have to be really careful with what i say now. I don’t want you to hate me. Or be disgusted with me.
The balance between how happy you make me and how depressed i make myself is getting out of hand. I don’t know how to explain it properly but the happier you make me; the more extreme the low is once it hits? It’s confusing. It doesn’t make sense. I don’t know.
I will carry on telling you that i love you. I hope you know that i do it because i mean it and not because i want to hear you say it back. Nobody knows what could happen between now and tomorrow and i don’t want you to ever doubt how i feel about you.
Funny how you still want to stir shit in my life yet if i remember correctly, you don’t want anything to do with me? I’m sure picking your incompetent boyfriend over me was a good choice at the time but i sense you’re starting to finally realise throwing ten years of friendship away wasn’t such a good idea. Well, fuck you. Have a nice life. One that i refuse to be a part of.
P.S for the record; if i wanted to be with your boyfriend i would have taken him up on the offer before he decided to settle for you.
End of bitter rant.
Words can not fathom how much i am missing you at this moment in time but i feel silly because it hasn’t even been a day since i last saw you. I don’t understand how I’ve become so attached to you and it worries me
sometimes every time i think about it. I hate that moment when i have to go home and i give you an awkward kiss goodbye because all i want to do is stay in your company for as long as possible. I don’t want my lips to ever leave yours. I don’t want your hand to ever let go of mine. I hate that empty feeling i get when i get into bed without you every night. Being with you makes me feel alive.
P.S i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. I MISS YOU.