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I hope you remember that I loved you more than anyone has ever loved you before.

You’re not really an adult at all. You’re just a tall child holding a beer, having a conversation you don’t understand.

I used to think my heart Was my Achilles heel, Too easily broken, Never to heal; now I know, After my soul, It’s the strongest point Of my being.

She is both, hell fire and holy water. And the flavor you taste depends on how you treat her.

sext: i pray your smile will never fade. sext: you look prettiest when you aren’t thinking about being pretty. sext: you are poetry. sext: the first time you wrote me poetry it knocked my knees to the ground and suddenly nothing else mattered but the way you loved me and you loved me so fucking good. sext: i need you to call me whenever you’re free, i want to tell you about my day. sext: i told my mom about you, she said you sound like something i gotta hang on to. sext: i know it’s 3 am but i just drove for 4 hours straight and now i’m in seattle, but the streets don’t feel alive and i wish you were here to take in the calm with me. seattle has never felt calmer than now, but i need you. sext: dude i really fucking love you. sext: your music taste is flawless, send me more songs you write poetry to. i need to feel something. sext: do you know what it means to be alive? i don’t and i’ve been thinking about it for hours. don’t you ever feel like life is fake and we don’t exist so nothing really matters? text me when you can, i’m having an existential crisis. sext: you smelled really good today and your hands were much softer. have you been using a new body wash perhaps? sext: you’ve grown up so much since i’ve known you. i’m enamored by you. sext: i’m coming over, no excuses, i’m bringing soup and i’ll make you a grilled cheese, cut diagonally the way you like it. sext: i miss you, come home soon. sext: can we just discuss obama and biden’s friendship for a couple minutes?  sext: my dog misses you. sext: i feel like i’ve known you forever. i want to know you forever. sext: dude, i really fucking love you, okay?

Maybe it wasn’t the “almost” that broke my heart. It was the long nights we spent together, and how you made me feel, like i was so far in the sky no plane could bring me back down. Again, it wasn’t the almost. It was the maybe. Maybe i’m loved, maybe i won’t hurt, maybe we will be together, it was false hope that broke my heart.

what i like about her is that she blooms whether you water her or not. whether you give her light or not. she exists without your existence.

Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own unguarded thoughts.

You can love someone so much. But if they don’t want to be saved, nothing will save them. Not even love.

I am still learning how hope is sometimes a dark thing disguised as a bluebird and how some bluebirds never come back home.

Things that were hard to accept 1. Your expectations are just that. Your expectations. People are not obligated to live up to them or abide by them. Even if they are in certain cases obligated to do so, there is no guarantee that they will. So don’t base your plans on that. And don’t base your life on that. 2. You can walk away. But so can they. You can be hurt and you can be mad. But they will still walk away. They have that option. They can exercise that choice. People can get toxic for you. Believe it or not, so can you. 3. People have bullied you. And teased you. And judged you. But the person judging you constantly and the most harshly is you yourself. 4. They don’t respect you because you don’t respect yourself. 5. Not letting go is only keeping you sad and frustrated and stuck. They are unaffected. They are living their life wonderfully. They are free. 6. Taking care of yourself takes effort. It’s not just good feel quotes and pretty aesthetics. It’s work. A lot of work. It’s doing things that take time and sometimes it’s doing things you don’t want to do. 7. It’s gone. The past. You can regret as much as you like. But you’re only wasting more time. 8. Sometimes you are going to use the word love even though you don’t 100% want to. It’s because like is too little and there is no word in between. It’s because we use the same word for fries and for people. It’s because love means so many different things to every individual. It’s because you do love them. In one of those several meanings. 9. Sometimes you have to suck it up. It’s okay. Not every situation is meant for you to show your ‘true courage’ or real feelings.

Cause I’d rather fight with you than laugh with another

I had a love deeper than the ocean to offer you but you always said you were afraid of open water.