When you come across something that brings up that one person you miss. You think you’re alright until the “thought” of them starts making you weak. It’s like a process .. It grasps on to you, digs it’s claws into you.. then it starts eating away at your heart. Eventually the pain will stop and it will feel like this “thought” is gone, though you’re clearly aware that it’s still with you.. Lingering inside of you waiting until you make yourself vulnerable for it to strike you again.
I imagine me seeing you at the airport. Smiling, saying hi, hug. We get to your house and we chill. A week of being across the country, watching scary movies together, sleeping together without our phones on, kissing you at every stop sign and stop light, going out to dinner. The end of the week, you take me to the airport, my heart drops, I start to cry, I hug you as if I could never let you go. I whisper in your ear, “Not even a whole country can keep us apart, will you be mine?”
I worry too much. I’m looking through our pics and still wondering if this is real. Then, my mood changes, and I get sad, thinking about a day that’ll hopefully never come when I will look back on all these photos and see them as just memories. I don’t want that shit. I wanna be with you til … well … til God says life’s through. And a day. Let’s stay this way, please?
I think I misread everything. I feel like I’m getting really good at setting myself up to be disappointed. Things that I want to happen never will. Things that I need to happen won’t. I am riddled with mistakes, trials and errors, but I can’t for the life of me figure out what’s right yet. I need to stop falling. Silly me, thinking someone would catch me. I want to say that I’m done playing the fool, but I also know I’ll say that another million times again before the fool in me finally disappears.
Has fights. Has trust. Has faith. Has tears. Has hurt. Has sweet smiles. Has genuine laughter. Has snorts because of the laughter. Has wierd, stupid, unnessecary arguements. Has patience. Has communication. Has secrets. Has jealousy. And most importantly, love. This is all just a mess that turns out beautiful&an experience that can never be forgotten.
I hate how I try to text you, and then you decide to reply an hour or so later after I tell myself you’re not worth the trouble. But once I get that text of yours, it’s like the little kid is jumping up and down for joy inside of me.
The early bird messages, which are sent 10 minutes before we leave for school. Finding you in the morning, seeing the brightest smile on your face when you see me. Hugging your hugely figured self before I leave for 1st period, and your refusal to release me makes me blush to the max. Dreading each class I have, until I get to see you again. No doubt you’re on my mind during class! You always are. And seeing you later on, I like sitting on your lap while you hold me. That’s all I crave for. Feeding you, while your awful crunching sound disgusts my ears. But you know, it’s alright. I step away from you, and I immediately give you the look. It quickly becomes a staring contest, of course you win so I slap you. Then it becomes an ultimate smackdown fight. Your overly sized (2x larger) hand grips both of my hands, and you tickle me to death with your other monstrous hand. That gets me good. You finally release me, and our hands meet, fingers intertwining and our foreheads touching. Eyes connecting in a certain way, and I can just tell that you’re just happy. You give me that cute kissing gesture, and right there.. When our lips meet, it gets me weak at the knees. It gets me so good, I can’t even explain it in contexts. I find my way back onto your lap, and we continue socializing with everyone around us. We both laugh at the most stupidest things ever (Yes of course, I’m referring to Jovette). You begin to laugh so much, you bury your face into my back. The constant sniffing noise and feeling against my backside, is starting to become comfortable. You constantly remind me that I smell good. You never say it, it’s just implied. Getting up off of your lap and holding your cheeks while you make the cutest faces at me. I kiss you unexpectedly while you’re busy making faces, then I see you blush and you bury your face into my chest. Then you awkwardly sniff my cologne… But it’s fine, I don’t care :). The bell rings, and you voluntarily walk me half way to class. Your arm wraps around my shoulder while I hold your hand and wrap my other arm around your waist. Mmm. Another sweet kiss. Surprise sneak attacks. Oh excuse me, failed surprise sneak attacks… I think would fit the statement better. And last but not least, having someone like you all to myself makes my day. You’re mine, boy.
Oh my, Lee Lacasa<33333 My days keep getting better and better because of you. You make me melt inside. I absolutely love this feeling.
is laying on my bed watching the sun go down and clouds passing bye waiting for your text/IM. All i can do is think about you and the next time i will be able to see you. But i dont wanna be the only one trying in this “relationship” so i will be patient.
i think there are way more stronger & complex then couples that get to see each other everyday. i mean, it takes alot of honesty, faith, and trust in each other to make it work. i think it makes you love the person more and more everyday, to see that even though they aren’t with you at all the time, it’s true love that keeps it alive. & just, maybe one day, you will be together with that one special person.
i was sitting at starbucks and saw someone that i knew along time ago in 2nd grade. He was having therapy for his mental issues. I never knew he would end up having to need therapy. When we were younger he was like everyone else.
It just shows how the people you used to know can really change over years.
Distance doesn’t make relationships difficult, people do. People are the ones that let distance get to them. As much as someone’s heart can love someone, whether it’s 1 foot away or 10,000 miles away, their mind has the final decision whether to carry on or not. It’s another thing that’s apart of mind over matter. Relationships can workout even through distance. Having faith and hope that one day, something will bring the two together. If putting aside all physical aspects of a relationship isn’t considered a part of Love, then I don’t know what is. All I know is that it’s definitely not lust. If you find someone you know that makes you genuinely happy without even being with them. That’s special enough. That should be enough to make you hold onto that special someone. Distance really shows how much someone actually loves you, or if it’s just lust. How they’re willing to drop everything for you. It shows a lot. People need to be stronger in their mind, before they could be stronger in their heart.
Why is it that I think of our future together? Why is it my heart seriously drops when I think about you? I think I’m taking this seriously. I can honestly say that distance is no longer a factor to me. I’m scared that you’ll lose interest in me, but maybe this is all something I have to experience. I already love you as a best friend.