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Why do I keep feeling like I'm running out of time?

I'm in love with you

I won't give up. I'll keep fighting... Even if I have to fight against you. I'll never know how it got like this... All I know is that it did and I know we both feel it. I suffer as you suffer, I cry as you cry, I sacrifice as you sacrifice. I accept you as you are in every way. I love every part of you as you have loved every part of me. I will rise in all the places you fall... And I will carry you with me. One day, I want you to see this and know that my heart no longer beats for me but also for you. I am so thankful for every day that I have had you in my life. You are my world. Thank you.

#iloveyou #takemyhand #takemywholelife #iwontgiveup #mybeloved #thankyou #imsorry

You really killed me with your words

I'm still trying to decide whether that was a good or bad thing...

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sext: I wanna learn about u and grow with u and wont leave u when u get difficult for someone a million times better

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nevertherestillhere

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

Pablo Neruda (via nevertherestillhere)

Dear No One,

Hi. I recently came to terms with the fact that I am in love. I found someone who makes me happy and complete and makes me feel at home. I found someone who shares my clumsiness and puts up with my snoring and wipes away my tears (or occasionally cries with me). I found someone who thinks I'm the stronger one, that I'm the smarter one, the better half, that feels insecure about having me, as selfish as that sounds. I am the brains, he is the brawn. I am the petals, he is the stem. He is the bread winner and I am the sandwich maker. I have found someone to love and I will fight for him... Even if I have to fight against him instead. I wish he knew how much I cared and I wish he cared enough to ask. I wish he knew how important he is to me. I wonder if I mean as much to him. I wish he would tell me he loves me. I wish he would tell me that he doesn't. I'm tired and scarred from this battle. I'm tired of fighting alone... But I'll keep fighting. Please fight with me M... Fight for me. I love you.

#letterstonoone #imissyou #helpme #helpyou #fightforme #fightforus #iloveyou

okay

When you love someone. When you love someone, you love them in every way. You love their insecurities. You love their imperfections. You love the way they walk, they laugh, they stare at you. You think of them the time you close your eyes at night and every time you wake up in the morning.

When you love someone, you get mad at them. You get hurt. You hurt them as well. You put scars on them, and if you love them so much you try to heal those scars. You try to make them feel better. You make them feel more loved.

When you love someone, you dont just give up on them. It gets harder each day. But then you love them and no matter how hard it is, you stay because it is still harder without them. So you try to fix everything.

When you love someone, you wonder whether they have eaten, they went home safely, whether they are feeling alright or bad. When you love someone you want them to be always in good condition.

When you love someone, you want them to stay with you forever.

When you love someone, you wipe away their tears, you hold them as long as they wanna be held.

When you love someone you just dont let them go away. You dont let them feel like they are nothing. When you love someone you make them feel your love.

Why can't I say that I'm in love? I wanna shout it from the rooftops. I wish that we could be like that. Why can't we be like that, cos I'm yours?

Secret Love Song

I hate him...

I shouldn’t have done this. I should have left… Escaped when I had the chance. I should have stopped hoping for love and I should have stopped believing in him.

We were a lie from the beginning but I kept fighting. He was pulling the petals off the flower but I was keeping it alive… But what is a flower’s existence without its petals?

Why did I let it grow? Why did I trust? I knew I wasn’t enough so why did I think I could make this work?

Why did I let this happen? Why did I let myself love him?

Because I do love him… And I’ll fight even if he stops. I’ll wait even if there’s nothing in the end. I loved, maybe I learned a little, but I know I’ll never love like this again.

I hate M... Because I love him.

Tonight was a mistake...

I'm so sorry S. I don't know if this will ever matter to you... But it mattered to me. You mattered to me. Tonight with him was a mistake.

5000letters

Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.

Azra.T “this is how you keep her” (via 5000letters)