I can’t remember what it feels like to kiss you but I remember what it feels like to lay in your arms
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I can’t remember what it feels like to kiss you but I remember what it feels like to lay in your arms
I met his friends on Saturday night. I was absolutely terrified to meet them. I know how important his friends are to him, how important me getting along with them was. And I think it went pretty well. Admittedly, I accidentally got very drunk. The most drunk I’ve ever been at this point in my life. But it allowed me to let loose. I was chatty, I was fun. I had fun. His friends, his family. There was nothing uncomfortable about meeting them after the fact. They’re good people, people I enjoy talking to and people I just might be okay with associating with for the rest of my life. There’s been times when that surety wasn’t there before.
He took care of me like an absolute sweetheart when I was hammered. Held me while walking. During the dazy drive home he pulls into sheetz. “Why are we here?” “To get you water”. He came out with water, gatorade, and salt and vinegar chips in case I wanted a snack. He made sure my nighttime routine was done. Only asked if it was okay to leave to let Chesty out when he felt I was finished. After minutes of being up and off the floor with nausea, just then I said “I’m going to be sick”. He helped me crawl to the toilet, held my hair back, rubbed my back and talked me through the regretful pulling. “Don’t try to hold it back. Just let it out. You’re okay”. He even cleaned the toilet beforehand in case I did get sick. An absolute man. Perhaps from experience, perhaps from the fact that his heart is gold. Those moments of vulnerability and support meant so much to me. I only hope I can return the favor for him. Oh and I told him I loved him while I was drunk. I knew that shit was going to happen. This is a sweet sweet man.
J,
The words “This is everything I’ve ever wanted” have been repeating in my head since I’ve met you. You’re the type of love and affection I’ve always wanted but never had.
April 4, 2025.
I’ll never forget the night you mused about how badly you were resisting saying a “certain combination of words”. Your vulnerability from the very beginning was and remains one of the reasons I began to fall for you.
April 11, 2025. 2:00 AM
I didn’t know what it feels like to be loved by someone even in their semi-conscious state until now. From asking if I’m okay when I stir in the night, to giving me a kiss and telling me you love me when I accidentally wake you up at 2:00 AM. I can’t tell you how loved and cared for you make me feel. As I finished writing this, you wrapped your arms around me, buried your face in my back, and continued snoring. Who knew listening to the sleepy breaths of the one you love could be so comforting.
Since the moment you said it to me, every time I feel insecure about my pooch belly I think of you telling me “Well that’s where your uterus is, sweetheart”.
April 18, 2025
To add on to my point about you loving me, even in your sleep. I was watching you sleep and moved your pillow slightly to get it away from your face. I watched you stir, and then kiss the pillow, assumingely thinking its me you’ve been snuggling with
May 18, 2025
I absolutely adore the way I can make you smile and blush. From watching your stream and sending you a goofy text, to sending snapchat videos flirting back and forth, the giddy flutter I feel when I can make you smile is a beautiful thing.
May 30, 2025
Nothing makes my heart swell like hearing your hearty chest laugh
June 23, 2025
You make me feel so incredibly loved. I love our weekends together and wish they never came to an end
June 29, 2025
You have no idea what it means to me that you fell in love with me when my acne was at its some of its worst. Thank you for sticking by me, unwavering, and without making me feel insecure.
July 2, 2025
I can’t express how beautiful of a thing it has been to experience how you jumped into the roll of a boyfriend without hesitation. It comes so naturally to you because you are an incredible partner.
August 1, 2025
What you said to me today:
I’ll be your rock when you’re feeling like a pebble.
Sometimes when there’s rain there’s thunder.
October 9. 2025
I moved into my new place over the weekend. Last night we were sitting on the floor underneath my dining room table, laughing, and struggling to get the screws in right. I saw the future with you in that moment.
October 12. 2025
You’re a patient partner. It means the world to me
October 29. 2025
“I’ll give you butt pregnancy”
December 26, 2025
There’s these little things you do that I love, like how you run your hand down the wall every time you go down the stairs at your parent’s house or how you scratch your palms randomly in your sleep.
PS: I’m glad I was with you this Christmas.
“Why are your toenails so long? They’re like talons”
“Those are for twaction”
May 4, 2026
I miss how you would gaze at me even when my eyes were closed. I miss you
June 30, 2026
There’s a playlist of songs that have gotten me through losing you, the anguish and anger. I genuinely never expected that we would end that way.
I think I may have found someone who deserves me. At least I’m hopeful. Closing the door, onto the next chapter. Saying goodbye. Goodbye J.
It’s hard to fathom how someone can gaze at me the way you did and still be capable of tearing me to shreds. Delicate things I suppose
you will love with depth,
with picture perfect moments that feel like forever
and you will be hurt
over and over
and you will survive.
You held the matches, but I died on that bridge.
I’m sorry for how harshly I spoke those truths.
The only person who can ever hold us back is ourself.
you don’t get to ask why, when it could have been.
your self-punishment isn’t poetic.
Love only works if both of your heart and your head are in it.
At least they admitted they were cowards.
Some of my webs of wisdom were woven by what we had
Dissapointment is not ingratitude
You’re right, you are a coward
I got a key to my house made for you. Your favorite sports team and everything. I was excited for when that time would come because I thought it would be soon. Now, you’ll never know about it.
The sound of a car door slamming reminds me I still have hope. It went away for a while. Hopefully it will go away quickly