#m.j.e

[mintdippeddaisy]

I haven't written much, but it all starts again now..

[mintdippeddaisy]

She might have been a hypocrite.

Judgemental of all, and hard on herself.

But she did anything for someone that she cared about;

No matter what.

[mintdippeddaisy]

He messaged her every night at 11:30. Every night hoping this will be the night she messages back.

He knew she was moving across the country in six weeks, and he just wanted to say goodbye.

He needed a goodbye. He needed to say goodbye and that he was sorry. He needed it because of all of the absolute bullshit he put her through the past three years.

And she needed a sorry; she deserved a sorry and a goodbye.

But she deserved a sorry that was for her. A sorry that was genuinely for her. And his sorry's were always for him - they were for him to justify his unspeakable actions and words said.

[mintdippeddaisy]

I think I just want these remaining pieces of me to myself. I don't want love, I don't want lust. I want to feel whole, and I've learned so evidently that I am the only one who can do that for myself.

Pieces and pieces.

[mintdippeddaisy]

I cannot believe I have you. I cannot believe you are mine. You are everything I could have imagined, you are as if a dream leaked from my mind.

Dream

M.j.e

[mintdippeddaisy]

Oh no honey. It is happening again.

I will meet you at the finish line.

[mintdippeddaisy]

You're going to make yourself miserable if you don't come to the conclusion to be happy by yourself because in reality some people that's all they'll ever get is themselves; and keep doing the stuff you have to do for yourself, and keep an open mind that if you find love that'll be the bee's knees - but if you don't, you'll be ok. You'll be ok.

Don't be miserable my little bee.

M.j.e

[mintdippeddaisy]

I always thought love was something you knew right away. I had a love like that, my very first one; it was beautiful and felt so wholesome, though it ended in a bittersweet fashion. But then I met someone, someone who I enjoyed but didn't think I'd love. I still don't know if it's love, but you know what, every time I'm with them it feels right, it's starting to feel like home. It's something I could have never imagined, to begin caring for someone you never thought anything of. But slowly you begin to realize your thoughts lead to them.. you start to learn how to care again. And all you can hope for is to move forward together in your lives, and if not, well that's ok, because I learned to care again.

Learning again.