just go with it

All I want to do is talk to you and tell you how much I miss you. I want to know how your day was and how you are feeling about everything. I want to hold you and never let you go. I fear of losing you, even though that has already happened. I feel homesick for you and the worst part is, there is nothing I can do about it. I miss you, I love you.

I’m terrified and I don’t know why. I could end up trusting this or it could slip right through my hands again. Please don’t let this be a lie.

I’m a very strong believer that whoever is meant to be in your life will always gravitate back towards you, regardless how far they wander.

I’m just doing the best I can, under the circumstances.

If you told me today our being together would result in heartbreak, I would still choose to be with you because I believe that truly living life is in the experiences, not the outcomes.

I miss everything. I miss talking to her, hearing about her day. I miss her voice all gravelly and smoky, I miss hearing her laugh, I miss getting her letters, writing her letters. I miss her eyes, and the smell of her hair, and the way her breath tasted. I f*cking miss everything. I miss knowing she was around, because it helped me to know that she was around, someone like her existed. I guess most of all, I miss knowing I would see her again. I always thought I’d see her again

I tell myself I am searching for something. But more and more, it feels like I am wandering, waiting for something to happen to me, something that will change everything, something that my whole life has been leading up to.

So i was hanging out with this girl I liked one time. And as we were laying in her bed just about to kiss for the very first time she just gets up and runs to her closet. So I’m just sitting there waiting and she grabs a stethoscope. And she comes back to the bed and places the stethoscope on her heart and gives me the ear pieces. And she goes I want you to hear how fast my heart beats when you kiss me. And it was seriously the most beautiful thing. Moral of the story…everybody buy a stethoscope.