When I first met you, you were a skinny 16-year-old with dark hair, dimples, blue eyes, stupid oversized political t-shirts, and a penchant for sarcasm. I loved you then.
Now, 15 years later, as I sit here with our daughter‘s downy head tucked under my neck, listening to her drink her bottle as you stand at the sink and do the dishes, probably not even realizing that you are humming the Moana soundtrack under your breath, I’ve never loved you more.
I just broke up with someone I had loved so much I remember writing about him here before I even asked him out. And it hurts. To fall out of romantic love hurts and to hurt a good person you care about hurts. But I really hope we can both heal and find other people who are better suited for us. For now though, I'll accept this pain
I’m 21 and have never been in a relationship. Sure, I’ve had some crushes, but it was always one-sided. For a long time I was okay with being single. The last couple years, I’ve been wishing that I could find someone that I would want to date and who would want to date me. It still hasn’t happened. However, I’ve had this feeling the last few weeks that it’s going to happen soon. I can’t explain it, I’m not sure who it could be (I know who I would want it to be), but I’m going to let life do it’s thing and I can’t wait to see what it has in store for me. ☺️☺️
you’re the candle and I’m the match. I’ve been trying to catch your attention for so long now, but I’m starting to realize I’ll never be the one to light you up. and it’s burning me out.
i had forgotten what it felt like to get all giddy just from locking eyes with someone. but here we are making lingering, intriguing, weirdly comforting eye contact. and i'm thinking maybe.
My boyfriend and I both hate Valentine's day! So instead of trying to find a gift, or trying to do something perfect, we're ditching all that pressure and frustration and spending the day at park full of trampolines, because we're actually children and just want to mess around and I CANT WAIT TO SPEND MY DAY ON TRAMPOLINES WITH MY SWEET BOY
me during the first week of falling head over heels for you: i love this!!! i love life!! i’m so happy and i love everyone!!!
me now: Big Sad
I just really want to go to county fairs with her and eat unhealthy funnel cakes and laugh until our stomachs hurt.
I just really want to lay in a grassy field with her and look up at the sky and let the sun kiss freckles onto our skin.
I just really want to sit next to her in the library while doing homework and distract her by dancing weirdly and stealing her pencils.
I just really want to do all the really mundane things with her and all the extraordinary things with her and everything in between.
let me be soft and gay for a second.. my crush is so cute. her smile is so sweet, she is so pretty and she is so nice to me and easy to talk to. The side of her nose crinkles when she laughs, it's like she knew I had a thing for nose crinkles. I know I'm not her type... at all. I don't need her to like me back; it would be nice, but I don't need it. Just being friends like this is enough to fulfill my foolish heart and make me feel like yelling in joy. When we talk I squirm on the inside like a middle school girl with a silly crush. And I want to keep it this way. I don't need deep feelings or heartbreaking 'love'. Whatever that is. I'm perfectly fine with this fluttery feeling, despite it being one-sided. You make me so happy :)