Reading a post about a girl losing her best friend to cancer. You never know what might happen tomorrow and the days you’ll live regretting the time you could have spent and appreciation of someone in your life. I think if I ever let you go that easily, I would never forgive myself.
I remember the time when we felt like there was nothing in the world that could possibly come between us. Seeing Frank Ocean tweeting ‘you just can’t be friends with someone you’re madly in love with,’ I choose not to believe that but deep down I know theres truth that lies in there somewhere. If I can’t stay with you one way, can I stay with you another way? I just wish I knew how this is going to end…?
Do you believe that there is such thing as not being able to live without somebody? I never believed in this, I never believed in soulmates either. I just believe in two people falling in love and that will be the end of that. Being able to recognise how much someone means to you, not taking a good thing for granted, without even remembering that it takes two. Appreciating someone yet not being appreciated back. Surviving without someone that once meant the world to you, its not going to be impossible, but knowing that life isn’t going to be the same again. Just gotta remember to appreciate the good things that mean a lot to you, not take them for granted and if they don’t appreciate you back, then they just wasn’t that worth it in the first place.
My feelings are stirring. Is it possible to erase it all and throw it in the recycle bin where I can just permanently empty it and then not recall a single thing?
I wish I was doing fine without you because you seem to be doing fine without me.
Babe please come home, I’m missing them late night conversations, my phone randomly buzzing at 3am, sweet good morning texts telling me you fell asleep on me the night before but to have a good day the next day, sitting on skype and sat smiling even when its just silence, smiling when I’m with you, holding your hand and giving the odd squeeze. Babe, just please come home. I miss you…
I really haven’t stopped eating all day so baby when you’re back, I’m going to be super super fat, okay? :))
Survival of weeks without you. Day 1 and I’m already missing you crazy.
There will always be that one person that made me feel like I wasn’t good enough for the world, that made me feel worthless and not pretty enough for anyone. But it will always take that one person to take away all that hurt and make you feel like you’re worth something. They may not come straight away, but it will take time to meet the right person to do that.
You told me you was ready to leave the country because you hate it here. That hurt me.
to have met someone like you. You make my life seem perfect.
I love how even when you’re at work, you will drop your work to be there for me and make sure I’m okay. I love how even though you have 10% battery left to last you today and tomorrow, you choose to use the last bits of your battery life to hear my voice. I love how in every free time you get, you check up on me to make sure I’m smiling, throw little cheesy lines to get my mood up and there to comfort me everytime I need you. I appreciate you so much more than words can say. Thank you for being there.
I used to just take the mixed signals that I got and assume the worst from it, I always used to be scared to confront my feelings to you in case it wasn’t normal how I was feeling, I didn’t know the response I’d get but now I’ve realised that the only thing that will fix the problems is communication. Being able to tell you anything and everything and realising that my assumptions were all wrong. Just knowing that you’re there for me as much as I wanted you to be, I’ve just realised that any problems that arise, all I need to do is talk to you.