September 10, 2012

• Never back down

  

  Numbered hellos and countless goodbyes. The story never changed. I can’t help but miss that look in your eyes when we say goodbye again.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  In this weird twisted way, I know you miss me liking you, not because I want to believe it’s true, but because you’ll never find a girl that can put up with you like I did; you’ll never find a girl who will care as much as I did, because no one will waste all there love on someone like you, like I did.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  So, we were an accident. you’ll always be my favorite one.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  We may not have perfection, but we’re halfway there. And I know it’s sentimental, but I just wanted to say that all the love I have inside me is for you.

  

  

  

  

  

  I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend… I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don’t last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend.

  

  

  

  

  

  Remember when we first met? We laughed and smiled together. It was a perfect moment. We didn’t even know each other.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Ever notice that the people who hurt you the most are the ones you tend to love more.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  You know what? You should break up with me for her. You should go out with anyone your heart desires because, eventually, I know what will happen. See, you’re gonna be with all those other girls, but none of those girls are gonna be like me. I’m different than all of them. You’re going to realize that.

  

  

  

  

  

  Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. This person is one you could forever talk to. They understand you in a way that no one else does or even could. This person is your soul mate, your best friend. Don’t ever let them go, for they’re your guardian angel sent from heaven above.

  

  

  

  

  

  Sometimes the two people most meant for each other, are the last two to realize it.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Love? We think about it, sing about it, dream about it, lose sleep worrying about it. When we don’t have it, we search for it; when we discover it, we don’t know what to do with it; when we have it, we fear losing it. It is the constant source of pleasure and pain. Be we can’t predict which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, impossible to live without.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  It’s those moments when you drive around in a car full of friends around a town too small for you. You gasp for breath between laughs. It’s those moments where you get high off just breathing in so deep, you feel your lung starting to get cold. for a second, that one split second, you don’t care at all. you don’t care about school, about parents or about money, about rules, or broken hearts. who you care about are the kids sitting next to you. cause it’s all we really need isn’t it? those kids next to you, the ones who make you feel invincible even at your weakest points.

  

  

  

  

  

  

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