So, I like this girl.
She's funny, cute, and extremely talented when it comes to drawing. Her smile brightens up any room, and she has beautiful mix of blue and brown eyes. Her laugh in contagious, and she's addicted to tea and peanut butter on toast. She drinks waaaay too much tea for her own good. She never fails to make me smile, sending me stupid pictures of Gandalf when revision is stressing me out. She's the girl who'd rather play lego Lord of the rings than go out and party on a Saturday night, and will freak out if you say you've never watched the films. She reads too many books for me to count, is a biology nerd, and has the best taste in music ever. So much so, that she comes to my bands gigs. Her favorite song by my band is Miles and Miles, and she hasn't missed a single gig yet because she said she wants to support me. But she can't come to the next one.. because she's seening Bon Jovi with her family.
It's such a shame.. because I promised myself I was going to kiss her at my next gig. Maybe I'll just do it when we meet up this Friday?
What d'you think?
I am living in the moment. You are an overly planned schedule. I am unexpected moments straight off of my "Things to do Before I Die" list. You are sheer predictability. You are tea, and I am coffee. You are summer, warm and sweet. I am spring, shocking and changing by the minute. I am a thunderstorm; you are a soft drizzle that quenches my fire. I am flawed; you are perfection. But when they say that opposites attract, nothing could ever be more of a truth.
So, as soon as you walked into the dingy little burger joint on Seventh, I knew there was something special about you. The regulars had come and gone and I was the only one that could seat you. When I asked you, "Table for one?" you were so delighted to say, "No, for two, please," that I knew some beautiful girl was going to stride in and sit next to you.
Sad thing is, she never did.
God, I've never seen a look of dejection like the one on your face when I said it was closing time. I wanted to cry so much, because your heart was just broken, wasn't it?
Well, that's why I did what I did. You were so gorgeous and kind, I couldn't stand to see you sit there all by yourself. But if I was going to eat with you, we weren't gonna do it at Dave's. I work there, I should know it's disgusting.
Anyway, as soon as you said yes to me, I fell completely in love with you. You are beautiful, and you make me feel beautiful. I hope this keeps on keeping on because I will never do to you what she did that warm night in April on Seventh Street.
A little boy at work today gave me dead flower saying "You look like a princess."
SO MANY FEELS
One day you'll meet a guy. And ultimately, he's going to find out. How you chew, how you sip, how you dance, how you smile at every point in the day. How your face looks underneath all your makeup. How you love chocolate, how you can be hyper at times, how certain games and shows make you really happy. How cranky you can get when you're tired, how you think you look bad in all your photos. He's going to know everything about you.
And you know what? He's still going to love you.
Having a crush is the most illogical thing ever. You wish with all of your heart that they knew how you felt but do everything in your power to keep them from finding out.
We were lying next to each other, curled up under a blanket, watching a movie. I laid my head timidly on your shoulder. But you didn't seem to react to it.
I pulled away, thinking of getting a drink or something. But suddenly, I felt a strong, firm, but gentle hand touch my shoulder and pull me back down. I turned and saw you gently maneuvering my head down to your warm chest.
I felt your arm wrap around my body and you still pulled me closer. You pulled my face towards yours and kissed me softly, almost like a caress. You slowly pulled away and snuggled into my, coating it with small, quick kisses. He finally looked up into my eyes an whispered,
"I'm too selfish to let you leave; I'd miss you too much."
I've come to the realization that I myself am too selfish when it comes to you. According to myth when you are awake at night and cannot fall asleep it means you are awake in someone else's dreams. When I had this dream last night, I kept you from sleeping. That was selfish of me, but I just can't help it; I love you too much.
If you were trying to not let me hear the other day when you walked by with your friend, pointed me out to him, and said "that's her", you failed. But just so you know, I like you too.
is it weird that you always dream about the same person? mind you this is a person i never met. never seen him before in my life, but i dream about him often. same face. light wavy hair, light eyes. built and kind of tanish, but not dark. goofy, wears a bandana in his hair.
I see him in my dreams, but i don't know who he is. and these arnt just romantic dreams. sometimes he's a main person, other time he just in the background.
I heard that people can't come up with faces in dreams, so it uses faces you seen, if so, that must mean i've see this guy. knew the guy maybe.
but why cant i recall him? I've known for years, well in my dreams.
who is he? and why is tresspassing in my dream?
I swear some kind of inception shit is going on.
it's driving me crazy.
but it's also kind of scary, cuz I think I've fallen in love with man.
and i don't even know who he is.
is that even possible?
because he feels real, but i know he's not.
It's difficult when you meet someone that you just know you've hopelessly fallen for.
You're just friends, she's with somebody else.
You see her almost every day. She gives you that smile, that one you're absolutely in love with.
She looks at you with those beautiful eyes, talking about something silly, in that way that she always does. You swear that you're trying to listen to what she's saying intently, but you're lost in those eyes. And that face. You swear to god that only an angel can look this beautiful, every single day.
She confides in you with personal things, she trusts you. She tells you things that she wouldn't just tell anybody. You love this, because it's like she knows that you appreciate her friendship. She sees the good in you, and brings it out of you, in a way you didn't think you could anymore.
When you see her, you imagine what it would be like if you were the lucky man who was with her. You don't imagine big things...just little things. Like, maybe her curling up next to you at a bonfire and feeling her head upon your chest. Or seeing her pretty face first thing in the morning, giving her a kiss on the forehead, holding her tightly.
You just knew when you met her that you were going to fall for her. You didn't know where this feeling came from. You hadn't felt it in a long time, maybe never in fact. But you knew she was going to mean something to you, in some way. Like you had crossed paths in life for a reason. And you used to never believe in that kind of thing.
Seeing it build into a true friendship was beautiful. It was something you hoped for, hoping you would get to know her, to truly learn who this person was. She's been hurt, she's been broken, she's had such a difficult path in life. That didn't change how you felt about her, for she is a kind, sweet, beautiful person. And that is all that matters to you.
You can't help but notice that the person she is with takes her for granted. He seems to do everything he can to lose her. You can't imagine ever taking her for granted. You can't imagine not cherishing this person for all that she is, every day. You hope maybe you will get a chance to show her this someday. But you don't want to see her heart broken by this person...you want her to be happy.
Mainly, you can't help but feel thankful for having met this person. For having had a connection with such a beautiful soul. You never could have imagined meeting someone this special. And it is difficult to see her so often, and know that she is with someone else. But you still appreciate this girl for all that she is. And you know that if she keeps smiling at you in that way that only she can, things will be OK.