Relationships

What's with relationships today? I don't understand. I see all these people saying. "I love you" too early, not even enough to establish a nice, strong foundation. People say it in hours just after the relationship barely even began. Holy shit. what the fuck.

I even talked to a girl who on Tumblr saying, she loves this boy and has beem together for nine months and counting. tthen today, I saw someone asked her how she and the guy are doing and she said she dumped him and was already with someone else. What the hell?

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I take my relationships very seriously. I will never cheat, nor do anything something like that. I value the person I am with for who they are and I see a future with the person. What ever happened to settling down and trying to work and fix things out by talking?

What happened to communication? What happened to the trust? The honesty?

I miss that. I love that, and I'm so lucky that I find that in my girlfriend..

I love too much, care too much. I give my all. I love that.

You want to play games? Okay, let's play games. Oh shit, you fucking piece of shit.

Get out. Get out.

Sleep sounds so nice right now..

Dreamer

You see, I'm a dreamer. And in my dreams I'm head over herls in love and it's mutual. Unfortunately, this makes me an observer. I observe everything and everyone around me, and the importance of my own actions fails. It's like I'm trapped inside my brain and completely unable to... do life. I think I'm in love with the thought of being in love, how cliché it may sound.

all these crazy rules i’ve made up in my head so you don’t see past this facade. i’m not nonchalant, i over-think everything. i can be intense, and i’m definitely jealous at times. but in essence, at the crux of all this overanalysation; i am insanely in love with you. i just wish you knew how far away i am from nonchalance.

How do you see me, babe?

What do you see in me..?

The sound of a heart breaking isn’t poetic. It is hollow. It is tragic. It calls for rituals – the denial, the shock, the anger, the disappointment, culminating in hopelessness. Just like a shrinking white star slowly collapsing inwardly, with memory drawn from every breath a blow. It’s like death without the sleeping part.

Oh God, I seriously can't be alone with my thoughts at this hour. No. (Pounds the bed countless times)

Why do I have to put myself with these thoughts. I don't want to think about life. I don't want to think about anything. I want to sleep, but my thoughts keep me up, haha.

I don't think my significant other would appreciate me rolling around in bed at night, though of course, I'd probably be just holding her as she sleeps soundly.

Why are you making me think?

My life. My girl. My thoughts, the "ifs" "what ifs" "should of".. I get.

A reminder..

You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there." -Bob Marley

I love you

I love you..

…when you sing, no one sings like you do, no one. Your energy conducts hotwired music. You exhale along with the sound system and you become the song that’s stuck in my head.

I love you..

…even though you're painfully intractable. ‘i’m just me,’ you say, and i almost laugh. of course you're you; that’s who i fell for, and i knew what i was getting into, through both the simple and the struggle.

I love you..

…personality, particularly as you are for no other purpose than your own, when you are as she is for herself alone. you are most beautiful when no one is looking; but that is a lie, in part. You are always beautiful.

I love you..

…because though you're not perfect, you are to me. if people had asked me what i wanted in a girl, what i needed, i could list it all, but instead the qualities could all be summed up by saying your name.

I love you..

I love you...

Names

Since we deserved the name of friends,
And thine effect so lives in me,
A part of mine may live in thee
And move thee on to noble ends.

Should my shadow cross thy thoughts,
Too sadly for their peace,
So put it back for calmer hours,
In memory's darkest hold.

It wasn't nothing

It Wasn't Nothing.

Distracted

It’s happened again

I can’t keep my mind on the task at hand

You’re bad for my work

But so good for my health

You make me smile

When I really don’t think I can

Even this next line

Isn’t coming out how I want it to

My vision goes blurry

Reliving memories of days past

The conversations

The silences

That doesn’t happen too often

I wonder if you realise all this

I would never tell you

It’s probably not good for your health

But it might be

You just never know

Could be nothing

I hope it’s not.