the hardest part is saying goodbye to the people you never imagined life without.
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"We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love."
— Unknown
The Fall.
As we spent countless nights burning through television series’, hamburger helper, alcohol and back massages, somewhere I lost my self in your presence and began to fall deeper and deeper. It was the way you devoured any dish I made and the way you looked even 5 beers in. It was the way we laughed together in the light of the moon or just our headlights. I fell for my best friend, and he helped me up.. <3
"I didn’t find the perfect moment. Because I think that today was about just having today. And I think that we are one of those couples with a long story, when people ask how we found each other. I, will see her, every now and then, and, maybe one year she’ll be with somebody and the next year I’ll be with somebody. And it’s going to take a long time… and then it’s perfect. I’m in no rush"
— Michael Scott (The Office)
Still.
Butterflies, still, as I’m driving to your place
or when I wake up and together our fingers are laced.
It’s sort of embarrassing when you pull me in tight
because my skin produces goose bumps, lasting the remainder of the night.
It always feels like the first time when we cuddle in bed
I trip on every word I say to you, now you’re getting in my head.
Every time I leave, I am overwhelmed with woe,
but what eases my pain is that last kiss before I go.
Mind Racing..
have you ever thought that maybe my car isn’t having troubles, or that i really don’t need you to fix something for me at my house or that that box isn’t heavy for me at all?
just something I wrote years ago as I attempted a long distance relationship..
yes, it’s a song.
there’s a place down the road where we used to go
and there’s a memory for every mile we drove
there’s a tear in your eye every time you drive by…
don’t think of me now, you’re too far away
if this distance could talk it’d have too much to say.
don’t punch on that gas, you’re a little too late
you’re making this place somewhere that I’ll soon hate..
"How I wish you could see the potential, the potential of you and me… It”s like a book elegantly bound but in a language that you can’t read just yet.."
— Death Cab For Cutie.
Sometimes
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