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and the dream was so real that makes me smile when I woke up and think of you..Ā
as long as you're still here I willĀ cherishĀ every waking hours with you, we will laugh till we cry, read each others mind, live with a smile and make it all worthwhile....
You are the exact poem I wanted to write
the exact song I wanted to sing
the exact book I wanted to readĀ
and the exact place where I wanted to live
And I can't find someone better than you
better that can make me write a beautiful poem
better that can make me sing the most wonderful songs
better that can make me read the most creative book
and better than a place where I could be me.
So stay still my baby because with you
ill be poetically pathetic as I open my mouthĀ
screaming you this words.Ā
http://weheartit.com/entry/37400337
The Shadow Girl
Sometimes i feel like I am cut of from everything and everyone. It feels like I am behind a wall of glass, I can see everything, but they wont hear me. So I sit there and watch my friends, and I feel like I have nothing to tell them, so I keep quiet. And I feel their glances at me, the looks, but I canāt change. I have become a shadow, watching, listening, not really there, and all I want is somebody who comes looking for me in the shadows and makes me feel alive again.Ā
By now you should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone ā you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.
Alyson Noel, Evermore. (via theburnthatkeepseverything)
I have noticed that if you look carefully at peopleās eyes the first five seconds they look at you, the truth of their feelings will shine through for just an instant before it flickers away.
Sue Monk Kidd,Ā The Secret Life of Bees (via larmoyante)
Iāve gotta tell you what a state Iām in Iāve gotta tell you in my loudest tones That I started looking for a warning sign When the truth is, I miss you
bedroom zone..
Starcrossed lovers
To me, youāre the perfect guy. You said you liked me. You know I felt the same. But you said we wouldnāt work out. You said you felt that God told you it was a ānoā.Ā But all I am dying to know is if itās a āno never ever gonna happenā or a āno not right now but maybe in the futureā kind of ānoā.Do you still like me right now. Do you still think about me. As much as I tell myself to move on, that you tell me thereās someone out there for me, even as I feel the feelings fade away. I know itās just me suppressing it all, because every time I look at you I wonder about the things that could have been or how things arenāt the same as they were before. And I just want you to know that, I still like you. And I canāt see the day that I wonāt. And it hurts that I canāt let go
http://thesecretletter.tumblr.com/post/30931403643/starcrossed-lovers
Someone Like You - The Summer Set
You know that itās true No matter what you do Iād cross the world for someone like you.Ā
All my life one of my greatest desires has been to travel-to see and touch unknown countries, to swim in unknown seas, to circle the globe, observing new lands, seas, people, and ideas with insatiable appetite, to see everything for the first time and for the last time, casting a slow, prolonged glance, then to close my eyes and feel the riches deposit themselves inside me calmly or stormily according to their pleasure, until time passes them at last through its fine sieve, straining the quintessence out of all the joys and sorrows...