People visit my past more Thea. I do. I don’t live there anymore sweetheart. I sold the whole building.
Just because things once messed up a little, and they were not there for you when you needed them the most, don’t stop trusting, don’t lose hope; humanity is still alive.
Things are like that, they mess up at times, but it doesn’t mean it’s always their mistake; circumstances play an important role sometimes. Even if it was their mistake, trust me everyone is unique, they were not for you, move on.
But don’t stop loving, it’s the only thing that separates us from other living beings. Don’t let the compassion die. This world is full of love, find your worth.
You will learn to love yourself one day. That day, you will start growing. All the insecurities will mean nothing to you, and you will smile looking at your scars, for they made you tough.
But, promise me! Promise me that you won’t look back from there, you will not let that self-love die, or fade. And you will stop crying on those lonely nights, for you will need no one but you to complete yourself.
Until then, keep searching. Don’t try to go far, look within, for self-love is internal. Stay happy.
At the time when we didn’t know what love was, we met. I wasn’t even searching for anyone. I was comfortable in my skin, and there was no loneliness or any feeling of discomfort. I was enough in myself. And as they say, when you are looking for anything, you get the best. So he sent you- A girl of hope and dreams, a girl who likes grey. I didn’t know then that it was going to be the day I’ll never forget. This is so weird about the time, we never know what we are living will be missed.
I regret every minute wasted when you were in front of me and I didn’t talk to you. I regret those goodbyes and goodnights. I wish if I had never said them if we could have just kept talking endlessly. God knows how much I hate goodbyes now. God knows how much I hate rains now. God knows how much I cared.
Every time I get sad happy or sad now, I miss you. I miss you every time I sit to write. I know you are not going to read anything and this breaks my heart. You never loved reading, and I used to make you read everything. You are not here, and I don’t know why I am writing this. This is only getting worse.
The nights are getting longer. The days pass somehow. I keep waiting for the springs and they never come. Looking back I realize my mistakes. But then, it is also right that you never understood.
I promise you to be with you in your ups and downs, to be with you on your good days as well as on your bad days, to entertain you when you’ll in bad mood, to tease you when you’ll be laughing madly, to call you on the nights when you’ll feel vulnerable. I promise I won’t do anything that will ever disappoint you, to respect you for the person you are, to suggest the changes that you should make to change your lifestyle. I don’t promise to be your friend, to be your best friend or anything else for relations with names end, I promise to *stay*.
I am not one of those guys who’d talk to you until you fall asleep. I am more likely to hold you tight, caressyour hair and watch you sleep peacefully in my arms.
I am not one of those guys who’d send you good morning messages after you’ve woken up. I am more likely to send you random sweet texts on few days ofthe month before you wake up to leave you smiling all day.
I am not one of those guys you’d sit and have a cup of coffee with. I am more likely to take you on a longdrive with scotch warming our bodies.
I am not one of those guys who’d spend the anniversaries and your birthdays being with you the whole day. I am more likely to surprise you with sudden plans, take you to places you have never been before and make that day one of the most memorable days of your life.
I am not one of those guys who’d remember dates and days of our meetings. I am more likely to remember your first smile, your everyday fragrance and the dresses you chose to wear just for me.
I won’t make you feel something you’ve already felt..I won’t do things you’ve already done and I won’t make you smile like you always have.I will make you question your very being. I will compel you to think about me the whole day. I will envelope you in me and make ‘us’ your whole fuckingworld.
I will make you feel happiness to an extent that you’ll feel you own the world and then when pain hits us, you’d prefer ripping your heart apart and crushing it hard.
When I happen to you, you won’t be normal. WE won’tbe just another couple. We’ll be fire, a wild fire that will ultimately ruin both of us.
But then, that’s how I think it should be. Love shouldn’t be mediocre. It should be a story worth telling. Worth feeling. Worth being a part of.
Weigh of lies can mess the balance between love and trust.
A fight should break your ego not your relationship
Don’t feel sad over someone who gave up on you, feel sorry for them because they gave up on someone who would have never given up on them.
If you break someone and they still wish you the best, you’ve lost the greatest thing for you.
A peaceful sleep needs so much more than just a comfortable bed.