While she can logically look and realize that there was always something off, emotionally she couldn’t not give you her heart.
They knew that when you take someone home you’re obviously not going to be alone. But as they both laid there, they had never felt more alone.
I got lost in my own head in Popoyo, Nicaragua. I had to sit with myself in extreme silence and pay attention to all of those disgusting thoughts I had managed to push away for so long.
I shut everyone and everything out. I don’t want to be vulnerable except the real scary thing is that I do. With you.
I could change into someone I think I need to be instead of just letting you see the real me; the real me I’ve been only with you. Or I could just shut up and kiss you.
So while you remember how incredibly painful those long, almost drought like feelings were, remember that it was worth it for these moments.
It’s then that it’s going to make sense. Why you had to say goodbye to someone you thought you truly loved in order to meet the one you actually do.
She was always the leaving type.
I just want to kiss you like you’ve never been kissed before. The kind of kiss that starts at the lips but quickly spreads to every single extremity you have.
These cases made me think back to all the conversations I’ve had with friends and a number of women over the years. Stories where they said no but then it kind of happened anyway.