A strong man can handle a strong woman. A weak man will say she has an attitude.
You think it’s cool to hate things. And it’s not. It’s boring. Talk about what you love and keep quiet about what you don’t.
Life’s too short to drink crappy coffee and cry over boys who don’t care.
I want to call you at 1am to sneak out and go sit by the river. I want to feel your hands clasped tight around mine. I want to feel your warm breath as you go to kiss my nose. I want to hear all your cute stories and sad stories and your dreams. I just want to lay under the stars and be at peace with you.
I’ve been laying here all night, listening to the rain. Talking to my heart and trying to explain. Why sometimes I catch myself wondering what might have been. Yes I do think about you, every now and then. Everyday.
You are beautiful because you let yourself feel, and that is a brave thing indeed.
How fascinating it is that there are millions of people all over the world who are wide awake at 4 am missing someone. And there are millions of people sound asleep at 4 am, with no idea that they’re being missed.
I am hopelessly in love with a memory. An echo from another time, another place.