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Sometimes I wonder how often I cross your mind, or if I even cross your mind at all. I wonder if you miss my voice the way I miss yours, and if you’re even thinking about me half as often as I think of you. It seems silly really. If you told me weeks ago I’d be feeling like this, I would have laughed in your face and shrugged it off as an impossibility. But now, it doesn’t seem like a figment of my imagination anymore. I can see it happening, unfolding right in front of us. And I think I’ve closed my mind off to such ridiculous ideas for a while now, but you’ve given me hope again. I want this to happen, I think I need this to happen. All I’ve ever really wanted was to wake up and remember that I’ve got someone special; someone who thinks of me in the same way I think of her. Because you’re definitely somebody special in my eyes.

Sometimes I wonder how often I cross your mind, or if I even cross your mind at all. I wonder if you miss my voice the way I miss yours, and if you’re even thinking about me half as often as I think of you. It seems silly really. If you told me weeks ago I’d be feeling like this, I would have laughed in your face and shrugged it off as an impossibility. But now, it doesn’t seem like a figment of my imagination anymore. I can see it happening, unfolding right in front of us. And I think I’ve closed my mind off to such ridiculous ideas for a while now, but you’ve given me hope again. I want this to happen, I think I need this to happen. All I’ve ever really wanted was to wake up and remember that I’ve got someone special; someone who thinks of me in the same way I think of her. Because you’re definitely somebody special in my eyes.

(via drewtrinnh)


I wonder what your hugs feel like and if our fingers are destined to intertwine. I wonder what your hair smells like and what your lips taste like. Do you snore? If I look into your eyes, will I see the next seventy years of my life? I can’t stop these questions from following me wherever I go. I can’t stop thinking about you and the possibilities we’ve got in store. I keep questioning whether or not we’ve got a future together. I don’t want a two month romance. I want something concrete, something unbreakable. I want something that won’t crack under pressure or dissolve under the smallest amount of stress. Can you give me that? Can you give me something I’ll look forward to everyday? Can you be the one that makes me smile on rainy days or cry with me in front of a good movie? Are you ready for what I have to give you? Because I promise you, if I’m yours, you’ve got me in the palm of your hands. Can you handle this love? I’m so ready and so willing to give it to you. Please, take it. Take my heart. It’s yours.

I wonder what your hugs feel like and if our fingers are destined to intertwine. I wonder what your hair smells like and what your lips taste like. Do you snore? If I look into your eyes, will I see the next seventy years of my life? I can’t stop these questions from following me wherever I go. I can’t stop thinking about you and the possibilities we’ve got in store. I keep questioning whether or not we’ve got a future together. I don’t want a two month romance. I want something concrete, something unbreakable. I want something that won’t crack under pressure or dissolve under the smallest amount of stress. Can you give me that? Can you give me something I’ll look forward to everyday? Can you be the one that makes me smile on rainy days or cry with me in front of a good movie? Are you ready for what I have to give you? Because I promise you, if I’m yours, you’ve got me in the palm of your hands. Can you handle this love? I’m so ready and so willing to give it to you. Please, take it. Take my heart. It’s yours.

(via drewtrinnh)

This Lil Cutie Has My Heart!!

This Lil Cutie Has My Heart!!


Love isn’t about having someone to kiss or hold or serenade. Love is about learning to be selfless. It’s about sharing your soul with someone else - sharing your memories, thoughts, and perspectives on life. It’s about finding a connection between two bodies that is so much more than just physical. Love is about surrendering yourself to someone else, opening not only your heart but also your mind in the hopes that they’ll do the same. But love isn’t given out to those that most want it. Love comes when you most need it.

Love isn’t about having someone to kiss or hold or serenade. Love is about learning to be selfless. It’s about sharing your soul with someone else - sharing your memories, thoughts, and perspectives on life. It’s about finding a connection between two bodies that is so much more than just physical. Love is about surrendering yourself to someone else, opening not only your heart but also your mind in the hopes that they’ll do the same. But love isn’t given out to those that most want it. Love comes when you most need it.

(via drewtrinnh)


“You deserve better.”
I hate this phrase. You know that situation you dig yourself into when you start to fall for someone, and it doesn’t work out, and you ask them why? They tell you that they’re not good enough for you, that you deserve so much more than what they have to offer. Bullshit.
Excuse my French, but seriously? That’s your excuse for leading me on? For allowing me to imagine how wonderful we’d be together, and then crushing every last piece of my already shattered heart. For telling me that I’m the perfect guy out there, but that you don’t want to be with me? For convincing me that you like me too but that I’m too good for you? Tell me how this makes sense.
I don’t care if I’m too good for you. All I ever wanted was you - to be with you and care for you and show you the depth of my love. That’s all I want. Don’t tell me that I deserve better. If you actually believe that, show me what that means. Don’t use that one liner as a sorry excuse for playing with my heart. Because you didn’t just play with it. You fucking dropped it.

“You deserve better.”

I hate this phrase. You know that situation you dig yourself into when you start to fall for someone, and it doesn’t work out, and you ask them why? They tell you that they’re not good enough for you, that you deserve so much more than what they have to offer. Bullshit.

Excuse my French, but seriously? That’s your excuse for leading me on? For allowing me to imagine how wonderful we’d be together, and then crushing every last piece of my already shattered heart. For telling me that I’m the perfect guy out there, but that you don’t want to be with me? For convincing me that you like me too but that I’m too good for you? Tell me how this makes sense.

I don’t care if I’m too good for you. All I ever wanted was you - to be with you and care for you and show you the depth of my love. That’s all I want. Don’t tell me that I deserve better. If you actually believe that, show me what that means. Don’t use that one liner as a sorry excuse for playing with my heart. Because you didn’t just play with it. You fucking dropped it.

(via drewtrinnh)


This is for the couple that started off as strangers, became best of lovers, and drifted so far from their goals only to end up as strangers once more. This is for the feeling of uncertainty, of forgetting what it feels like to have to be independent again. This is for that feeling of effort wasted and time lost. For that realization of stupidity and naiveity. This is for the couple that believed in “forever” and “love”. Yeah, this is for them.
I’ve seen far too many relationships end up this way. Feelings of regret and grief and heartbreak and physical pain. I’ve seen too many people leave a relationship with holes in their hearts and tears in their eyes, asking themselves “What do I do now?” and reminding themselves “I don’t know what it was like before her.” 
But this is the risk we take. This is the unwanted outcome of all relationships, but for some, it’s the inevitable. This is the kind of relationship that follows a definite pattern and cycle. Strangers, friends, lovers, and strangers again.
Keep this in mind, either you break up or get married. There’s no other way around that.

This is for the couple that started off as strangers, became best of lovers, and drifted so far from their goals only to end up as strangers once more. This is for the feeling of uncertainty, of forgetting what it feels like to have to be independent again. This is for that feeling of effort wasted and time lost. For that realization of stupidity and naiveity. This is for the couple that believed in “forever” and “love”. Yeah, this is for them.

I’ve seen far too many relationships end up this way. Feelings of regret and grief and heartbreak and physical pain. I’ve seen too many people leave a relationship with holes in their hearts and tears in their eyes, asking themselves “What do I do now?” and reminding themselves “I don’t know what it was like before her.” 

But this is the risk we take. This is the unwanted outcome of all relationships, but for some, it’s the inevitable. This is the kind of relationship that follows a definite pattern and cycle. Strangers, friends, lovers, and strangers again.

Keep this in mind, either you break up or get married. There’s no other way around that.

(via drewtrinnh)