Everyone Has A Breaking Point

It will be difficult. Somedays you’ll question why you fell for him, but one look is all it will take for your world to make sense again. When he’s angry, let him be. Even if the reasons don’t add up like you wish they would, give his blood time to simmer. He probably isn’t quite sure why he’s mad either. And even if you’ve never particularly cared for brown eyes, his will suddenly be the first thing you’ll want to wake up to like cups of coffee on cold winter mornings. He’s got a heart of gold although some times it’s just filled with so many people and things is starts to spill over and you may just be the first to go. And don’t you dare take him for granted because I promise he’ll be gone before you even have the time to let the I love you’s that have been hanging on to the end of your tongue worm their way into the spaces between a kiss. And when his feelings for you finally expire he will apologize it enough times to fill the craters of the moon but it still won’t be enough. You will search though old photos and videos wishing to be the girl you’re staring back at, who has nothing but joy in her eyes that found galaxies in his. You will feel like the past is keeping today hostage, and you will forge through every fiber of your body for some ounce of hate to throw his way like a hand grenade yet discover absolutely nothing. Because darling you aren’t angry at all. How do you hate someone you love? Someone you’d sail across the Milky Way for? Darling you are not angry. You’re just sad.