Love comes home at night. Love apologizes. Love listens before you beg through heavy sobs.
You deserve to wake up on a long, crafted text message that inspires you to give your best for the day. You deserve to have someone who thinks about what you’re doing in the middle of the afternoon. You deserve to go to bed at night knowing that you are valued and appreciated.
You didn’t just lose a person. You didn’t just lose a girlfriend. You didn’t just lose a friend. You lost your opportunity to have a future with me. You lost a lifetime. A lifetime you could have had…with me.
It’s not solely about finding the love that we deserve, but making sure we’re loving people how they deserve to be loved, too.
The truth about love is that you won’t expect it and you won’t see it coming. And maybe that’s the beauty of it.
I don’t expect you to give me all of your time and attention but I expect you to be present when I need you most.
You put your arms around me and I am wild. Desperately reaching for you, to put my mouth on yours, to kiss my every dream onto your lips until we breathe the same desires, until all the time and space is no longer lost between us. Until we are one.
There’s no second guessing.
Thank you for loving me even when I didn’t deserve it.
I am the girl who doesn’t expect roses on Valentine’s Day. I am the girl who will never meet your parents. I am the girl who you call “babe”, yet we’re not a “thing” (as you like to call it).