i'm absolutely crazy for him. i don't think i've ever been happier. here's another pretty big update. please comment and subscribe. i should be getting more comments since i've been posting big updates, yeah? yeah. hold my hand. brush the hair off my face. whisper in my ear. hug me when i'm cold. off me your jacket. i don't care how you do it, just show me that you care. she's not the kind of girl that likes to tell the world the way she feels about herself. she fell in love with the lifestyle. she was the queen of the late night social suicide. first one in the club, the last one out the door. her contradictions addictive. love comes when manipulation stops. when you think more about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. when you dare to reveal yourself truthfully. when you dare to be vulnerable. i've seen love die way too many times when it deserved to be alive. don't you ever wonder when it says he's typing a message, and then doesn't send it, don't you ever wonder what he was about to say, how it could've just maybe changed your life forever ? i still remember the first day we met, and the first time i looked into those sleepy brown eyes, i just wanted you to know, i'll never forget the butterflies. come up with five things that i ever did wrong. then i'll take back everything i said, write it down and mail it to my new address. it's located so far from you. i'm glad we fell apart. "better off just friends." i'm better off just dead. it's over, it's done. and i'm okay with that. here's to the crazy ones. the misfits, the rebels, the trouble makers. the round heads in the square holes. the ones who see things differently. they're not fond of rules, they have no respect for the stautus-quo. you can quote them, disagree with them, glorify, or vilify them. the only thing you can't do is ignore them. because they change things. they push the human race forward. while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see geniuses. because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones that do. god, that was strange to see you again. introduced by a friend of a friend. smiled and said, "yes i think we've met before." in that instant it started to pour. nights when the heat had gone out, we danced together alone. cold air turned our breath into clouds. we never said what we were dreaming of. but you turned me into somebody loved. i go around a time or two, just to waste my time with you. i wish i knew what you think about when you're quiet. moving on is easiest when i'm around you. yes i received your letter yesterday, about the time the doorknob broke, when you ased me how i was doing, was that some kind of joke ? the truth is once you learn how to die, you learn how to live. it sounds so cliche, but i'm sick of waiting. i don't want to talk and i don't want to listen. i just want you to put your arm around my waist and kiss me. we're only young once, so let's fuck this up right. so give up every chance you get just to feel new again. i intentionally wrote it out to be an illegible mess. you wanted me to write you a letter. but i'd rather lose your address. and forget that we'd ever met. and what did or did not occur. lip gloss. i put it on, you take it off. all i do is look at you and know, sooner or later we're gonna be together. she knew nothing about life. but she knew everything about living. it was cold. my hands were shaking, and you stepped in front of me just to wrap your arms around me as you said, "let's pretend winter isn't here." i buried my head in your shoulder, and i whispered, "let's pretend the snow isn't the only thing falling fast." ^one of my favorites<3. sitting closer than my pain, he knew each tear before it came. i like that you ramble when you're nervous. i like that i know that you do. i like that i still make you nervous. when the whole world fits inside of your arms, do we really need to pay attention to the alarm ? i apply makeup to bloodshot eyes. i know what you've been up to. that's what life is about. it's those moments when you feel entirely carefree, like nothing can touch you. it's those moments that make the hard parts worth it. those moments when i'm with you. i asked you to stay beside me all through the years. the death of this mess finally came around with no relief this year. congratulations you just fucking disappeared. do you know what it feels like being alone ? i'll just find someone new. i love the way you make me smile. no one's been able to do that in a while. all i could think about was that time where we stayed up all night talking, you didn't say that i was wrong, or stupid. you didn't laugh at me when i confessed my wildest dreams. you just listened. and it was then that i knew, i'm supposed to be with you. she's banged up. mentally and emotionally. literally and metaphorically. but everyday she walks outside with a smile on her face, because that's who she is. you deserve to be with somebody who makes you happy. somebody who doesn't complicate your life. somebody who won't hurt you. he's the better guy. the first time i saw you, my heart fell. the second time i saw you, my heart fell. the third time, fourth time, fifth time, and everytime since then my heart has fallen. every single thing about you is beautiful. when i see you, my world stops. there's nothing else, no noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. the world just stops. and it's a beautiful place & there is only you. when you're gone, the world starts again, and i don't like it as much. i can live in it, but i just don't like it. i just walk around in it and wait to see you again, wait for it to stop again. i love it when it stops. it's the best fucking thing i've ever known or ever felt. it's the best thing. without your arms around me, i'm always cold. i'm about to do all of the things that i've dreamed of. and i don't even miss you at all. autumn winds, photographs, and starry nights. our hands laced together, you squeezing me tight. i can't remember a fall ever feeling so right.
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