May 17
I never—in nine years—had eyes for anyone but you.
What caused your eyes to stray from me?
-Oscar Kristinn
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I never—in nine years—had eyes for anyone but you.
What caused your eyes to stray from me?
-Oscar Kristinn
my nephew wearing the sweater i made him!!!!!!!!! i’m so relieved that it fits so well!
laughing like an idiot with someone is my love language <3
back to friends?
No, we could never turn back being friends, we were meant to be lovers after being friends. And I know it would've been the best thing ever, but I think you already had a different plan.
We could've been the best company, with messy talks, irrational discussions, and every move we could have made, but instead you choose to walk away. Things could've been perfect, but you craved something more, searching for options, like I was a bore.
So now I choose to walk away, while your eyes insist I should stay.
I started to burn for you and u don't even know my name. You always choose to walk away while I choose to stay. Now I choose to walk away while you're doing nothing to stay, just standing there, lost in the words you won't say.
Missed you?? Haha, yes, I do; the flowers I never got, the compliments before asking, making me feel secure about my body, the emotional connection, the care, the talk, the bond and many more. I gave that all, i missed that too.
i want a pet rat so bad SO FUCKING BAD
And then I'm leaning across the small table outside the cafe in the dying light and touching the tips of my fingers to your face. Just the tips of my three fingers. Grazing the skin from your cheekbone to your jaw. There are no stakes here except the surprise on your face. There are no stakes here except my awe at the feel of your skin, cold from the chilly evening air. The waiter puts two coffees in front of us and my hand retracts with the rest of the daylight, taking with it my delight, my reserve, my impossibly quiet loud joy.
Telling ur partner ur new favorite ice cream flavor then the next day you have 2 more pints of it in the fridge. 😭🥰🥰🥰