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I feel you losing interest in me and that fucking sucks so bad.
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I know Iâm still young and thereâs a lot of time for things to happen, but sometimes I think there is something about me thatâs wrong, that Iâm not the kind of person anyone can fall in love with, and that Iâll always just be alone.
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I literally love affection. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking into someoneâs eyes and seeing their soul.
(via leohearts)
She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cozy bed, and to love and be loved in return.
Starra Neely Blade (via hplyrikz)
A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their loverâs once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.
this fucks me up every single time
I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds Iâve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.
After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, âis love a feeling? Or is it a choice?â We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, weâd never have a lasting relationship of any sort.
She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.
Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the âfeeling of loveâ had vanished or faded and they werenât happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.
The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.
The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.
Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. Iâve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. Iâve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.
I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.
This is so fucking important and I think itâs something I needed right now
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You know she has a story behind her when she stopped looking for something real, and rather engage herself in something she knows thatâs artificial.. because at least then she doesnât have to worry about when he stops caring or whether he even cares or not . This is the girl Iâve become.

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You left her there. She gave you everything, and you took your hint of guilt and left behind a goodbye and a broken girl. And maybe it didnât hit you at first. Sure, you slept while she stayed up. Your pillows didnât stain with tears. Your showers didnât end in sobs. Your stomach didnât cave in every morning, your heart didnât ache every breathe. But maybe you run into her months down the line. Maybe you hear of her new love, the news spilling across the floor like a new stain on the carpet she used to tread on. Maybe you meet her in a coffee shop, and she stopped cutting her hair, and it trails down her back like the past she left you behind in. And the heart ache isnât hers anymore. Her smile reaches her eyes now and her laugh lights up the room. You forgot, didnât you? You forgot the way she held you the night you couldnât fall asleep. You forgot the way she covers her mouth when she laughs, the way she cups her hands over mugs to keep her fingers warm, the way her hands were always a little bit cold. You forgot the way it felt to know that despite all the flaws that ran through your veins there was someone there to kiss your forehead and brew you tea. Oh, but youâll remember. And maybe if youâre lucky, you wonât be holding something fragile when you hear the news. Maybe if youâre lucky your heart will only ache for a fraction as long as hers did. Maybe if youâre lucky, sheâll pick up when you call. But even if she still has all the tenderness for you in the world, her voice is not the same. She doesnât love you anymore. You lost her. You lost her. And you canât ever get her back.
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Itâs easy to say youâre over someone if you arenât seeing them. The challenge is to look them in the eye and see their smile and hear their voice and still be able to say âthis is not what I want anymoreâ.
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No offense but I hate it when people sit down next to me to smokeâŚlike sweetieâŚI was here breathinâŚ
Sheâs not the type of girl to wait by the phone, she wonât cry, she knows itâll get her nowhere, sheâll laugh a lot and often, and she will live her own life. She would like you to be a part of it, but she will do just fine without you.
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I want to be her so bad
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