It’s sleeping over at their place to try to ease your aching mind. It’s not being able to relax because you’re so wrapped up in your head, instead of being wrapped up in his arms.
“If your bike is older than you are, you might be a hipster.”
You helped me think clearly, analyze correctly, and collect my thoughts properly. You provided solutions when all I could do was stress about problems. You made my decisions when I couldn’t decide for myself.
The point of life isn’t to try to figure out the key to your happily ever after, nor is it to make your heart so hard that nothing can break you. The point is to learn to rise to rise from the ashes every time you get burned.
I see you when you enter the room and how your eyes light up the room and smile appears on all our faces.
Every time you stop texting them first just to know how long it takes until they initiate a conversation, just to realize they will never do so.
We were never ripe, were we?
Do I taste the same to you now that we’ve expired?
It boils down to two choices like in every other relationship; fight or flight? But how can you fight for something that you’ve never believed in?
You can start fresh. When you leave everything behind, you also leave the old version of yourself in the past. You have the opportunity to start all over again and live your life differently.
Don’t let anyone make you feel bad for the way you love, don’t let anyone tell you that your heart is a fool. Don’t let them tame your wild heart. Don’t let them tame you.