There are times when we’ll be driving to some place and we wouldn’t say a word, just hold hands, flash each other a few looks every now and again. Or we would lay with each other doing our own thing, he’d be on his phone and I’d watch tv. Not cause we were mad at each other, but just because we don’t have much to say. I told that to my family once when they asked what we do together all the time. They laughed, cracked a few jokes and that was the end of it. I don’t really care much of what others think, we don’t love each other less because we have our silent moments sometimes. To some people, it’s hard to grasp the concept that sometimes silence can connect two people in a way that’s better than words ever could.
Still not over it.
Sometimes you can’t explain what you see in a person. It’s just the way they take you to a place where no one else can.
I love this man more than anything. People say we’re crazy still trying to stay together. They say we’re wasting our time, that we should break up already. Yeah we fight and yeah maybe we do and say stupid things to each other. We break up so often it hurts, but we always find our way back to each other. People may not understand it but that’s okay because we do, and that’s all that matters to be honest. We fight to stay together and that’s what a relationship should be about. Not two people staying together ‘cause they’re “destined to be together,” but the mere fact that two people stay together because they’re brave enough to fight to keep their relationship alive. Maybe seven months isn’t that long, but we’ve made it this far and we’re not stopping.
writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
through written words alone
Finally saw the Doctor Who 50th anniversary trailer, and I got super excited about it again >.>
When netflix finally puts the 7th season up, I swear I’ll be MIA for at least a week.
I wish I couldn’t feel, I wish I couldn’t love.
I wish that I could stop cause it hurts so much.
And I’m the only one that’s tryna keep us together, when all of the signs say that I should forget him.
I wish you weren’t the best, best I ever had.
I wish that the good out weighed the bad.
Cause it’ll never be over.
Until you tell me it’s over.
You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you.
Here I sit debating the pros and cons of writing anything to add onto the last few days. With the amount of people both friends and fans that have had such a massive impact on the last 7 years of my life adding in their input, it’s truly a daunting task to begin to write this down into words….