I Shall Remain Untitled.

I felt nothing for him.

I felt nothing for him and yet I felt everything for him

Love is short, forgetting is long

“

I just pulled a Taylor Swift

I said love.

I said
I love you
And
I meant it.

But you just
Never heard
Me…
You never heard me.
You
Never
Heard
Me.

I just love Joseph Gordon-Levett

I just love him so so much. Why? I really don’t know. But I just love him.

Sometimes we need a reminder that life was never all sunshine and roses for fairy-tale princesses. Before the true love’s kisses and happily ever afters, there came once upon a times of poisoned apples, spindle pricks, and impossible tasks

“

—	Dieter F. Uchtdorf

The pain of having a broken heart is not so much as to kill you, but not so little as to let you live

“

When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew

“

—	William Shakespeare

I Miss You…..A Lot. Like A Lot-A Lot, Not Just A Lot

You left me to pursue a future, and I couldn’t be happier for you or more proud of you. But that selfish part of me hates it. All I want is you back beside me..it shouldn’t be this hard on me..but I miss you like hell! I didn’t think your absence would cause such an ache in my chest, this throbbing pain that refuses to go away. This wasn’t part of the deal! I was never supposed to become so attached to you..what we had was supposed to be temporary right? It doesn’t feel so temporary to me any more…..and I can’t help but wonder if it does to you. I can never be so sure with you, you hide your feelings so well. But then you called me -I hadn’t heard your voice in days, just hearing it flooded my heart with warmth- and I could hear the exhaustion in your voice. It broke me to not be able to go to you and make it better… It was a short conversation, shorter than I would’ve liked. All you said was “I miss you….so so much” in a hushed tone, making the words penetrate deeper past the surface. and you kept repeating it, as if desperate for me to know. I’ve never heard those words from your lips before…and I couldn’t help but think that maybe it never really was temporary for you. But you hung up before I could whisper the three words, those three words you’ve never heard from my lips. So I’ll say them here:

I love you.

Come sail with me maybe?

This is how an angel cries
Blame it on my own sick pride
Blame it on my ADD, baby

SAIL!

Maybe I should cry for help
Maybe I should kill myself
Blame it on my ADD, baby

Maybe I’m a different breed
Maybe I’m not listening
Blame it on my ADD, baby

Lalalala
Lalalalaaaaa