Again

We see each other again, again.
The lingering glances hang on, and on
The unsaid words press hard, harder
Against the weight of your doubt and fear.

So when will we be again, again
When the lingering glances are met, with eyes
And when words aren’t held
But said amidst the weight of love and passion

7

It’s been 7 months and you’re still on my mind.
Perhaps now more than ever.
I miss you. And I’m afraid of that.

“‘The minute I knew I was in love was the minute when there was no question about it. One night I was lying in the dark, looking at her looking at me, and it just was there, undeniable.’”
David Levithan  (via hatelyn)

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Can’t give up

Why is it that I can’t give up?
Why is it that I won’t give up?
Even facing a bleak future, what is it about being miserably in love, with someone who isn’t with me, that is so appealing?
Maybe it’s ridiculous but maybe the pain reminds me it’s real.
I guess I’d rather be miserably in love with her than not at all.

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Bad Timing

You hugged me and as you pulled away, shook your head and smirked.

I asked, “what,” and you replied, “It’s just bad timing.”

That’s what’s keeping us apart.

That’s what’s holding us back.

But when does this get any easier, when does timing work for anyone. 

You make timing work. 

You work through bad timing to get to better times. 

That’s Love.

You Said it’s Bad Timing

You Said it’s Bad Timing

A year ago

1 year ago today I turned 22.

I fell asleep next to the woman I expected to spend the rest of my life with.

Today, I turn 23.

I’m falling asleep alone.