I met you when I was between heartbreak and healing. Somewhere in the middle, I found you – or maybe you found me.
We cannot be friends because I cannot be the sort of friend you want me to be.
Some nights, I don’t even sleep in my own bed in an attempt to find someone else who will kiss me goodnight. And they kiss me, but it’s never for a good night.
How can you find Forever if you’re always looking for the end?
When I look at you, I don’t see a girl who’s broken and bruised. I see a girl so immensely incredible and strong, with a future so bright – because you’ve fought and lost but you know your life is more than just this one fight.
Try explaining to the guy you actually really like that it’s just one of those days where you crave a bit of space and time to yourself instead of hanging out with him.
For a while, every little thing will remind you of him. The funny slogan on that tee shirt, a water bottle, the smell of coffee, even the sunshine. You can’t say goodbye to someone that lives on in everything he’s ever touched.
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?
He initiates. He plans dates and he follows through. He surprises you with flowers and your favorite chocolate on the way home from work. He cleans up if you’ve done the cooking.
This is the girl who understands what love really means. This is the girl who is the light in a world turning dark. This is the girl who isn’t afraid to feel and to live.