Silly Old Me

I know I’m still young and there’s a lot of time for things to happen, but sometimes I think there is something about me that’s wrong, that I’m not the kind of person anyone can fall in love with, and that I’ll always just be alone.

To be honest, you’re the only one I’ve ever spent this much time and effort on.

Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.

Stop looking for happiness in the same place you lost it.

And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.

What a wonderful thought it is that some of the best days of our lives haven’t happened yet.

“Words used carelessly, as if they did not matter in any serious way, often allowed otherwise well-guarded truths to seep through.”

I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’