She found someone who is crazy about her, actually head over heels crazy about her. He constantly looks at her like she’s the only person in the world.
I’ve grown to love myself with all my flaws so that I can learn to love others for their flaws.
Sometimes you need more than rest; sometimes you need to heal.
“Wait. You don’t have to ‘give it up’ for them to be any more into you. You don’t have to wait until you’re married or anything, but be smart, think about the consequences and above all, respect yourself.”
You try so hard to maintain the single and happy mindset, you try to act like being single is empowering and free. And sometimes it is, but sometimes it sucks.
You don’t get to come into her life again when she’s trying to heal and reopen the wounds, the wounds that you left her with.
I want to feel complete bliss getting lost in the right direction with you.
I don’t want your late nights, I want you middays when you’re over the workday and you just can’t wait to come home to someone.
It’s kind of like she’s Taylor Swift and you’re the no one in the background of all her pictures. People see you, but their focus is all on her.
I miss pulling someone a little closer when they’re about to pull away from a hug because you don’t want to let them go. But more than anything, I miss having someone to miss.