This is not a unique love story. In fact, this is one of the common plots you read here and there.
We were living in different cities but the feeling started off stronger than anything else we have ever had.
“Their standards may be high but this will keep the relationship in check.”
They embrace imperfections. They embrace chaos. They embrace differences and they’re compassionate. Their mission is to heal and fix people. Their mission to is to try to rebuild what others have destroyed.
I just couldn’t look you in the eyes anymore to convince myself everything hasn’t changed. Because it has. You changed.
You send me a snap, I send you one back. That might be the best we can do.
There is sex, and there is making love — and I’m only signing up for making love from here on out.
When somebody shows me their heart I only love them deeper, and in this moment I am not afraid to like you first.
God damn I hope you do miss the people you’ve loved sometimes — it means they mattered. It means they left foot prints in your heart that weren’t able to be washed away.
I hope that you are courageous enough to let yourself heal, because you deserve it.