“Do I mind texting first? No, I will show that I care about you. Do I mind texting first for weeks and basically talk to myself for a whole conversation? Yeah, I kinda do. So forgive me if I’m done trying.”
— you had your chances
I never really understood why kissing was such a big deal. But then you kissed me. And oh boy, I never wanted to stop. Feeling the sparks through my entire body, that feeling was surreal. I could do that for days and days on end. You tasted so good, kissing you was one of the most addictive things I’ve ever done. But now you aren’t here to kiss me. You’ve got me wishing that we’d never kissed.
What if nobody makes my heart flutter the way you did?
“They say you should listen to your heart and that’s what I did, but you left it shattered and now I can’t hear it anymore.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (excerptsfromstories)
Do I ever cross your mind?
She's the type of person who doesn't speak about her problems, secretly cries and pretends like her life isn't falling apart. She is me.
“That girl will never shut up. She’ll always have so much to say and when she says it she’ll probably stutter more than she should. She’ll get teased a lot for it too. That girl’s laugh will never quiet down. It’s loud and fills the whole room. She always hated that. Her anxiety will creep up in her body and will eat her inside out. Her depression will make her crawl under covers and make her a child again. She’s not trusted with sugar cause it’s then that that child in her comes out postivley. That girl is passionate and once you get her started on something she loves she won’t stop. That girl is a pain in the ass. But that girl loves so hard. She’s stupid and naive and idiotic but she loves with every fiber in her being. She lets it consume her and suddenly its like she’ll see the best in every flaw you have. She’ll stare at you and it’ll take everything in her not to kiss you. Cause to her you’re a fucking masterpiece. That girl loves so hard that a fire burns deep within her. The only bad thing is is that that fire burns so hard itll overcome her if you dont feel that way. It’ll overcome her until the beautiful stupid, naive, idiotic girl is nothing but ashes and embers on the floor. So i beg of you, please give that girl a chance.”
— unrequited love pt. 1
“I’ll never cry in front of you. I’ll never tell you how I feel. I’ll never wear my heart on my sleeve. I’m not an open book. My walls will always be up and guarded. I won’t tell you how I fight with myself about you, about how I shouldn’t want you, about how you’ll break my heart if I give mine to you. I won’t tell you how my heart constricts at the thought of you leaving me. I’ll never show you how scared I am of this… Of you… Of us. You’re real. You’re everything I want, and nothing is certain. Everything is blurred and we walk on this thin line between reality and fantasy. You’re a dream and a nightmare. I find peace in you when everything else is chaos. I don’t know what this is and that uncertainty scares me but maybe just maybe if I stay around, you will too.”
— 2:31 AM thoughts
“i’m not going to pretend that you weren’t a huge part of my life, because you were. you were the biggest part of my life. regardless of what may happen in the future, where our paths take us, or who we become, i think a little part of me will always wish it was you next to me.”
— maybe in another life