No one's saying anything to me anymore. I know you've heard but you know how I am. You really thought I did this so often, I told you I just felt comfortable so soon with you. I was so open and transparent, I couldn't hide my true intentions, you fell hard but I fell harder. Because no one's saying anything to me anymore. They're just talking amongst themselves. I can hear it all. I wanted to hug you but I felt like I couldn't. Please say something, come back to me. You smiled but you were still unapproachable. So many eyes watching I asked how you were, you stared blankly at me. I'm right here, I'm hurting right here. I really wanted to hug you, hold your hand, anything. No one's the same with me anymore. I hurt more. I look for you, I seek my comfort in you. You opened your arms. Your warm smile was back, I wanted to crash into you with a hug. But everyone's watching, too many eyes watching. You know how I really am. Behind closed doors we can go back to the way we were. But out here, please don't do this to me.
Love me even on the days I hate myself. Love me even when the decisions I make are dumb. Choose to love me when I sabotage myself. Please stay when I tell you to leave. Please don't hate me, when I say I want you to. I say I don't ask for much, but in reality I do. Please stick by me even when I'm being stubborn. I love you and you know that won't change. I hope you'll love me even on those days.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres Corinthians 13:4-8
Truthfully I didn't need to go that way. Honestly I, had another motive that day. Truthfully I. Honestly I, just wanted to see you. No other reason, I genuinely just wanted to see you. Truthfully I try my best not to avoid you sometimes, other days I hope I don't run into you. Honestly you don't know the effect you have on me. Truthfully, I'm glad.
The days are long and the night is too short. Working all day then dreaming next to you. Weekends are even shorter than the nights with you. After a long day, you are my hot bath. You are my cosy bed. You are my comfort. After a long day, do you know how nice it is to be with you? I hope it feels like this for you too. The drive home, holding hands, being cringier than cringe, I love moments like that. After a long day. After worrying, working and stressing some more. Waiting in line, sitting behind a desk. Waiting some more, working some more. It all ends with you. Thank you.
Nicole🙊* posted a quote
November 15, 2017 12:40am EST
College is a place where you learn to be who you want to be it is a place of learing and occupation College is a place where you learn about who you are It is place of personality and confidence College is also a place of hardship It is a place of long nights and fights College is a place of relationships It is a place of love and heartbreak College is the place where I finally learned that you can be the person with an extensive vocabulary and simultaneously be the girl who has the most fun. It is a place where I can cry for a week straight or never stop smiling and it is totally acceptable.
clinquant* posted a quote
November 14, 2017 9:57pm EST
I try to live without you, the tears fall from my eyes; I’m alone and I feel empty, god I’m torn apart inside. I look up at the stars, hoping you’re doing the same, and somehow I feel closer, and I can hear you say oh... I miss you, oh... I need you. — Stay
My wife’s the reason anything gets done She nudges me towards promise by degrees She is a perfect symphony of one, Our son is her most beautiful reprise We chase the melodies that seem to find us Until they’re finished songs and start to play When senseless acts of tragedy remind us That nothing here is promised, not one day This show is proof that history remembers We live through times when hate and fear seem stronger We rise and fall and light from dying embers Remembrances that hope and love lasts long And love is love is love is love is love is love is love is love is love Cannot be killed or swept aside, I sing Vanessa’s symphony, Eliza tells her story Now fill the world with music love and pride - Lin Manual Miranda
You’re voice is full of toxins that spill into words, words that make me naive because of the chemicals they expose when you open your mouth, They cause me to need you, to trust you, to love you. It’s a drug, one that I can’t stop inhaling.