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@sincerelygabriellerk
for you
Please donāt apologize. There is nothing to be sorry for; you gave me the best. I want you to get it out of your head that you were not enough. You were everything. You brought out strength and confidence and passion from within me that I didnāt even know existed. You showed me with your words and your actions and your love how I deserve to be treated. You stimulated my mind and opened my soul. You inspired me; you still do. I couldnāt be more proud of you, and I couldnāt be more thankful to have had the privilege of loving you. I want to talk to youāin person. I know itās not what you want, but itās what I need. So if youāre willing, you know where to find me. It doesnāt need to be soon; whenever youāre ready.
āTwo souls are sometimes created together and in love before theyāre even born.ā
ā F. Scott Fitzgerald
āMy soul will find yours.ā
ā Jude Deveraux
āI have to tell you something,ā she whispered in my ear.
āYes?ā I asked, my arms wrapped tight around her.
āI love you.ā
But this is the beautiful thing about love.
āLove arrives exactly when love is supposed to, and love leaves exactly when love must.ā
But that doesnāt mean love is ever gone, and it certainly doesnāt mean she wonāt return:
āIf love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her.ā
Please leave it open.
- out of my notebook
the soundtrack of our love
the sky lightened above me as my foot eagerly pressed into the gas, speeding slightly
but I wasnāt excited to get to school, the place flooding with crowds and stress and informationāno, I was excited to get to her
to sit in my least favorite class with her just feet away but still too far, to smile at her jokes when I knew they werenāt meant for me
and there it was, floating on the charged air within my red ford focus as the soundtrack of my awakening, as the soundtrack of her poured from the stereo
it was the spark Iād been waiting for, the spark Iād never lost faith in, the spark Iād thought was so much farther away
I caught it between my fingertips
and I didnāt let go.
sheās so pretty when she smiles
her green eyes sparkle like the ocean on a bright summer day and I can feel the sun on my face when I look at her
life is way too short to spend it at war with yourself. beating yourself up over and over about every little thing will not magically make everything better. you must stop with the negative self-talk. it is getting you nowhere. what happened, happened, and you canāt erase that. no amount of self-hatred can. so today, start over. choose to move forward with your life. you are not a bad person, or a failure, or a disappointment. you cannot go back in time and change things. what you can do, is change the future. you can get through this. your pain wonāt last forever. give yourself time to heal. take life day by day. every day you survive is a step forward. be patient with yourself. growth is painful. be proud of yourself for how far youāve come. push through. keep fighting. this too shall pass.
i love her i love her i love her
this image is SO pleasing
my girlfriend bought a @vanillaicecreamconefromsonic right b4 she confessed that she liked me ;););)
Yes love, I see what you did there ;)
You are the breeze
That strokes my hair and caresses
My skin
On a summer day.
And your touch
Could warm my freezing limbs and
Heart
On the harshest winter night.
You are the light
That illuminates
My path
Even when I am consumed
By darkness.
And in your eyes
I see a future;
Not mine or yours but
Ours.
You
Are the soul
That mine has been
Waiting for.
And when I feel the soft pads of your fingertips
Or the brush of your lips,
I know
That the body you call
Home
Was molded
To fit mine.
Thank you
For being
You
And for showing me
What love is.