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singingalonq

i want this so bad

singingalonq

dvdp

overkitten

reblog and make a wish

this is my second time reblogging and my first wish came true so

ron-nasu-blog

i have to

straightinatbella

why not

haimbaby-deactivated20140208

i did this a few days ago and it also came true, i was freaked out like fuck

poundlickwaffle

hmmmmmmmmmmmm

monogatariwa

here goes nothing

well lets see

dysphorism

love this

exhele-deactivated20171231

i remember a few months ago, wishing that my crush would like me back on this post

and now he’s my bf

..WISHING AGAIN. YAY

coral

you :(

a-cidlife

Not going to lie, I made a wish when I reblogged this this morning, and my wish came true an hour ago.

creduli

I’M SCREAMING I FORGET WHAT I WISHED FOR WHEN I ORIGINALLY SAW THIS AWHILE AGO BUT I THINK I WISHED FOR 1/5 AND I GOT THAT??? HOLY R234RWEDFSCSDGDFSF

o-ubli

whATS LIFE OMG THE NOTES

i made a wish the other day and it came true no joke

wishing again <3

∞

Forever. Thats what he said thats what he promised. But promises don't mean much anymore, just and empty hole that everyone thinks is full of color and wonder the wonder of a promise, and just how much a promise means. But as we grow older and more are made they arent promsises and promises of forever just become promises of a few days. Even though we arent forever maybe my love will always be. He captured my heart took it and kept it and still has it. "I love you." I whispered and felt the power of just three simple words that meant so much more. Meant that I would give my beating heart to him if he needed it my last breath just so he could have one more. As he whispered it back my lips didnt just smile but my heart did my soul did. My heart had been taken with no intention of ever giving it back because in that moment my heart wasnt mine it was his forever. Maybe forever is shorter then we think maybe we are only infinite for a moment. But in that moment forever is forever and love is forever the look in our eyes is forever. And as our eyes met and our lips came in close and touched I swear I could here the angels singing. I could feel his heart beating faster or maybe it was my heart beating faster or maybe our heart beat became one. Together. The next day I felt that feeling again when our eyes met skin touching skin the feeling of forever there it was again. Fingers not just intertwined but our hearts our souls our futures. Another infinite moment. And it did seem to last forever his touch his look of love that I trusted was love. Maybe it wasn't, maybe it was just fooling both of us but I dont think it was, how could something that felt so real and that I still felt everytime i look at a photo, see his fingers and remember how wonderful his hand in mine felt something this real had to have been love it couldn't of been fake. I remember his laugh. How you could see the joy in his face it was wonderous to watch. It made you want to laugh to just because you wanted to share that sheer happiness that he had when he laughed. It was a wonderful musical sound that would play in mind every moment he wasnt next to me his hand in mine. I remember he loved to laugh and was always laughing. I loved his eyes. His beautiful eyes that told a million stories no one could understand, but these stories werent meant to be understood there were meant to show he was human. The painful stories the happy ones the funny ones all in his eyes. I loved the look he had when his eyes met mine that look of forever it was beautiful. They always knew what to say, I know its weird but his eyes always could say what he couldnt. What he wasnt able to. I craved his touch. His hand in mine or my hand in his it was like touching a angel feeling the warmth of the sun on a cold harsh winter night. I loved how all I needed was his touch to just feel better feel like I had seen the light at the end of a long dark tunnel finally seeing a way out. Because when we touched it wasnt just skin on skin it was heart on heart it was soul on soul it was love. It felt like the closet all ever get to some sort of heaven. I hate the emptiness of seeing him now. Seeing and remembering what we felt, experienced, and just knew in our hearts. I miss the feeling of touching heaven. I hate that the look in his eyes that used to only be reserved for me is not anymore its for the next girl he experiences forever with. The next person that he touches and feels like hes touching a angel a heavenly unearthly being who he would give his last breath to if it meant they got one more. I just want to hold him one last time to maybe just feel forever one last time to see if it was forever. Maybe Im just holding on to a silly dream that wasnt even real but yet as i said how could something that felt so real have been fake. How could conversations that lasted for hours just now are hi or a nod, nothing that says he remembers us. Maybe forever isnt forever. Maybe forever is just moments when we feel infinite. Moments that do last forever in our minds in our hearts that still play after its long over are infinite. So maybe forever isnt forever but feelings memories moments looks touches feelings are forever. Forever in your mind. Forever in your heart.