I hate distance. You meet the best people and they are always far away.
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you're telling me. my fiancĆ© lives 10 hours away. š„

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@kittens-and-skulls
I hate distance. You meet the best people and they are always far away.
(via him3-ros)
Exactly
(via romanticandnaughtysoul)
š
(via hotwithpassion)
you're telling me. my fiancĆ© lives 10 hours away. š„
more and always
I love you more than the warmth of sunshine upon my skin. I want you more than a sip of water in a barren desert wasteland. I love you more than the first breath of fresh air on a spring day. I want you more than safe shelter in a storm at sea. I will always love you, for you are too beautiful of a creature not to. I will always want you, for you rescue my soul day after day. -written for my perfect love
in each other I want to pour myself into your eyes as you look at me like an oasis. let me swallow your pain and you can search for solace in every chamber of my heart. we will hide in embraces from the gross inquisitions of every day life, and our beings can intertwine in the darkest of nights. gazes and limbs wrapped up in each other shielding us from our nightmares, with heavy breaths and tongues searching for the taste of long lost time. we can forever imprint our passions on each of our fingers, pressing into chagrined flesh. so come, let us dive deep into the trenches of our souls... ...never needing to come up for air.
me to you
my text to you. xoxo
I don't know how you did it, but it feels as though my life has drastically changed since meeting you. your eyes give me hope where there was none. as much as I want to get lost in them, I look away. I'm scared you'll see how vulnerable I am, and how much I've fallen for you already. they make me hope and dream again of a life filled with the happiness we both deserve. your touch warms my heart and embraces my soul at a time both were still mending from the past. all my insecurities about affection lost and passion forgotten has melted away with every kiss you've given me. your boyish laugh, so endearing, makes me smile every time. reminding me to take advantage of blissful moments, and allow the happiness to wildly resonate. my sadness has been replaced by something beautiful. the beauty I find in everything you say, all that you do. the way you gaze at me, your skin against mine, the sugar pouring from your lips, all of you. you're a kind and gentle soul, and I'm so very happy and lucky the universe has given you to me.
from me to you
you just strung me along the whole fucking time.
Betrayal
Like wildfire it spreads without so much light But filled with the heat that burns me to the soul The sadness, the tears, the pangs of pain tonight So dark and dense, so heavy and whole
My heart is choking on the overwhelming fear Blood rushes and flushes my contorted face Tunneled vision gets blacker as you near The memories of this night I will not erase
Your touch, your heavy breath, both ragged and charged With every contact of our skin I tremble Eyes filled with power and deceit, wide and enlarged This lying act of love you dissemble
A beast at the threshold, waiting on the other side Crashing through my doors with tremendous force Open and vulnerable with nowhere to hide You finish with satisfaction and no hint of remorse.
Confusion and chagrin wracks my body and mind The betrayal slithers through like a poisonous snake Our marriage and āloveā had made me so blind From this nightmare I will slowly wake.
this was written after my first husband essentially raped me. yeah, it can happen even when youāre married. no means no, regardless of your relationship status. it took me a long time to realize what he actually did to me.
Why do you write? He asked. So I can take my love for you and give it to the world, I reply. Because you wonāt take it from me.
Lang Leav
my last voicemail to you
to start off, this is not an Iām angry call, and itās not an āIām going to go psycho bitch on himā call either. so donāt worry about that.
once again, your lack of answers answered my questions. the fact that you reached out to her instead of reaching out to me is really disappointing and kinda fucked up.
the way you went about everything from how you used me to end our relationship so you didnāt have to, to never answering my questions doesnāt make you look empathetic, but more of just a coward.
you said you cared about me, but itās obvious you didnāt. you donāt treat someone like that if you cared. you at least give them the respect to end it yourself and give them a reason why, or at least answer their questions. it hurts more that you didnāt respect me and had total disregard to my feelings, but of course, my hurt doesnāt matter to you.
but hey, i want to thank you. i at least have closure now. iāve realised that i AM good enough, and iām going to be okay. and itās you who has lost someone great. i only hope youāre not like this with her, and if you are, i wish her nothing but luck.
not that it matters to you, but iāve forgiven you. and wish you nothing but good things in your life. but remember, good things only come to those who really want them. and i donāt think you do. there are casualties to that which you donāt even realise. your daughter has confided in me that sheās very often bored and feels lonely. if you donāt think your depression affects her on some levels, youāre blind. let that sink in.
if youāve made it this far, iām honestly surprised. but these are the last things i wanted to say. iāll go back to what you want. Iām now just someone you used to know. a stranger that carries the memories we shared during a small sliver of your life.
goodbye and good luck.
I've stained myself on everything in your life, except the one place that matters. you wouldn't let me imprint my love on your heart.
me to you
you lied when you said you didnāt want me out of your life, and now iām left wondering why.
me to you (via wehavetowaitforus)
now I know why. youāre ākindaā seeing your ex. what the fuck does ākindaā mean anyway??
(via wehavetowaitforus)
oh, that was your way of being less hurtful. don't do me any fucking favours.
I don't know why I wasn't good enough for you and I never will. I dont know why i wasnt good enough to make it work, or why i wasnt good enough for you to put any effort into us. maybe I wasn't girly enough for you, maybe I didn't laugh enough, maybe you were disappointed with what you ended up with. I don't know. I know all I wanted to do was make you feel good, happy, and loved. just wished you could've told me how to do that instead of shutting down. I can't read minds. I could've loved you fiercely and ferociously if you would've let me. but now it feels like you wanted all of that, just not with me. I sincerely hope she makes you happy in the way I could not and the way you deserve.
me to you
you lied when you said you didnāt want me out of your life, and now iām left wondering why.
me to you (via wehavetowaitforus)
now I know why. you're "kinda" seeing your ex. what the fuck does "kinda" mean anyway??
honestly, it made me secretly happy when there was a look of pain on your face while you told me, "I hate hurting your feelings". at least you have some regard for me.
me to you
Iāll never be able to look at your face without loving you.
Rachel Wolchin (via kushandwizdom)
always.
the burlap fabric of my mind scratches at the door of memories filled by your presence. the velvet fabric of my heart crushes underneath the loss of your eyes looking into mine. the silky fabric of my soul slips away into the oblivion, out of your arms and life. the soft cotton fabric of my skin wrinkles at the absence of your touch. the leather fabric of my body weighs down from the tears shed thinking of what we once had.
me to you
I could have lived with the constant, dull ache that came with staying just friends. I canāt live with this shattering of my soul without you in my life.
me to you