I hope he texts you every morning just to put a smile on your face. I hope he randomly calls you in attempt to hear your voice because he missed you. I hope he texts you cute messages whenever something reminds him of you, and he just wanted you to know you were on his… Read More I Hope He Loves You
I know a relation between one person and another truly should not consist of “point cards” or “mistake tallies” or whatever you want to say. I know to have a strong relation between you and another has to have some working balance of give and take. I know a relation between myself and ones I… Read More My Little Sister
Some time a couple years ago, I heard him tell me “I love you” for the first time. Some time a couple years ago, I laid in bed in the middle of the night still on the phone with that sparkle of happiness in my eyes. Because a couple years ago, during this time, I… Read More An Old Love Has Its Lessons
It’s the way he looks at me, in those split seconds where it feels as if the whole room only holds him and I, that I find myself feelings those butterflies again for the first time. It’s the way she runs her fingertips along my back, my arm, or my hand as her silent way… Read More She and He. Forever and Beyond.
I know there are a lot of things I worry about that I shouldn’t. I know there is a lot of weight I voluntarily carry that I should probably put down. I know I spread myself thin at times, and that’s my fault. I know this is how I am. But, in all of that,… Read More Always Here
Starting from the time I open my eyes to the moment I finally let myself rest and sleep after a long day, my heart smiles. It loves the ‘good morning’ texts I receive and deliver to you, knowing maybe, just maybe, it’s making you smile too. I hope it reminds you that someone thinks of… Read More Smile, Love
Her smile is beautiful. Her little laugh is adorable. Her heart is magnificent. I know that, every day when I wake up, she is either heading to work or to school. I know every day, how much she cares about me and loves me. I know she wants, more than anything, to be there for… Read More Love, Her
She sits in the chair, leaning back against his chest as he wraps his arms around her waist. She smiles as she makes herself comfortable in his arms. The rain outside pours down, the smell of the weather rushing in from the opened doors. She smiles, she feels safe for the first time in a… Read More Singin’ In The Rain
The memories. The photographs. The souvenirs. The dreams. The emotions. The memories. I look back to that year and think, “Wow. Just Wow.” So much happened that year. There were so many things going on at the same time. There was so much hope and happiness yet so much pain and torture. There was so… Read More BitterSweet Memories
I miss you. I miss your smile, the way it always brightens up my day. I miss your warm hugs, the way you always held me so tightly and close. I miss your laugh, the way it makes me smile and wakes up my heart. I miss your touch, the way it sends sparks through… Read More Memories. Forget? Never.
Yawn. I don’t want to sleep. Yawn. I’m not tired. Yawn. I love the smile on your face. Yawn. I love the way you looks at me with adoration. Yawn. You don’t want to go to sleep either. Yawn. My eyes won’t stay open. Yawn. But I don’t want to sleep. Yawn. You’re yawning as… Read More (YAWWWWN)
Have you ever heard the saying that goes something like this: People aren’t scared of the dark; they’re scared of what lies within it. Well… I’m not worried about caring about you, I’m worried about doing way too much. I’m not worried about doing too much for you, I’m worried one day you’ll ask me… Read More Scared of the Dark
I know you have that list of things you swore you would never catch yourself doing. I know you have those things you promised yourself you would never do. But did you ever think that it would be okay? It’s okay to have some fun and flirt. It’s okay to hang out and make memories.… Read More Okay. Okay.
I don’t mean to hide my life from you…I just don’t want it to drag you down from the wonderful life you seem to be living and trying to uphold. I don’t mean to make you think I do not trust you by not letting you know what is physically wrong – because I know… Read More Revision (This)
Last year was hell. She thought she had everything. A guy who loved her. A guy who knew her like the back of his hand. A young man who respected her and tried his best to understand her and be there for her. A young man who guided her and encouraged her towards greatness. A… Read More Never Again