be Honest with Yourself.

i just want someone to love me so much i’d know that even in bad times we could make it through anything. so much that even when we’re up in age he’d still have to catch his breath when he looked at me. so much that even if we both had the worst day of our lives we knew we would still have each other. so much that even if it was late i know i could call at anytime if i really needed. so much that even if we were thousands of miles apart i’d never have to worry about infidelity because we’d trust each other enough. so much that i’d never have to question his love for me because i’d see it in his smiles and the way his “i love you’s” rolled off his tongue and in his eyes when he told me about his day and when he made breakfast on sundays. most importantly i’d see it simply in the way he looked at me—like i was his whole fucking world.

Never chase love, affection, or attention. If it isn’t given freely by another person, it isn’t worth having. I tell myself this every day

I can be someone’s and still be my own.

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