The summer is here and I ain’t sure if it’s here to stay.
The sun came up and it’s the start of a brand new day.
Our eyes met and I thought this was just gonna be another summer fling.
I was wrong.
I get a brain haemorrhage whenever we fell into deep stares into one another’s eyes.
When it only comes to you and me, you get me going on a sugar rush.
You’re like the aspirin to slow it down.
But at times, you’re like my chagrin: the person who can make me feel all vexed up and disappointed.
We’re like on a rollercoaster ride, it’s high and risky.
But it’s worth it all, because you’re worth the danger.
(likeneverbefore)
I’m gonna apologize for the tears that were shed for me, the hurt that I’ve inflicted on you, my temper that you had to put up with.
I have not been a good child and I know nothing’s ever gonna make it up to what you’ve gone through.
I will try to be less playful and more responsible. I don’t know how much trust is left for you to put in me, but everything’s gonna change I swear.
I never want to make you cry again, it hurts to see your agony.
I promise you that I would study hard and all but can you promise too that you won’t leave us?
A family isn’t complete without you.
I love you, mom.
(likeneverbefore - part of my letter to mom)
I’m not always as confident as I seem. There are many nights and many days when all I want is to be held. I love being held. Always. Sometimes I don’t want to talk about what is bothering me.. sometimes I just want a hug.. Someone who will let me cry. I like when boys cry in front of me — when people aren’t afraid to show what they’re really feeling. I don’t like when people run from their true feelings because it doesn’t do anyone any good. I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I am not naive. I know what it feels like to be completely broken and I am all too familiar with what it means to be hurt. I know what it’s like to see something funny and not laugh. I’ve been taken advantage of, used, and abused. My feelings have been blatantly disregarded. But I still believe that all people are good at heart. And my trust in people has not diminished. To be completely honest, I hope it never does. Ever.
Being single is getting over the illusion that there is somebody out there to complete you and taking charge of your own life.
How can time be a measure of feelings? When you love someone it doesn’t matter if you’ve loved them a day, a week or a month or even a year. Feelings are feelings, and feelings stay.
You don’t just automatically love someone. you have to slowly learn to trust, then you start believing them. You want to be with them more to the point where you’re jealous of anyone who tries to be with that person. Then it gets you mad but you get past it, you can’t be jealous anymore. You can’t because you have this undying confidence that this person will never leave you, they will never betray you, and that they would never pick someone else over you, that you’re irreplaceable. That’s when the confidence hits you, that you really do love each other and it’s unbreakable.
