happy valentine’s day, lovers.
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happy valentine’s day, lovers.
holy fuck I miss you. I don’t miss you because I need to. I don’t need you, I’ve been sad but fine without you. I’ve laughed until I cried, worked out every day since we said goodbye, and have had enchanting conversations with people that aren’t you. I’m okay, life does go on. I’m sorry if that’s hard to hear, but it’s my truth and I know you value that. That’s something I love about you; living our own messy fucking truths in front of each other. I miss you because I fucking want to. I WANT you in my life.
Holy shit, you’re still the first person I want to talk to after I’ve learned about something cool. I tell other people now, but no one gets it like you do. No one gets me like you do, and I like to think I know you far better than other people do too. God damn it, there is no one else in the goddamn world I’d rather make Saturday night waffles with. Or spend hours playing rummy with. I can’t even imagine reaching the sexual depths we live in together, with anyone else. I want to, but know I don’t exactly have control over that.
There’s so much I miss. Yeah sure, there’s an element of comfort to the things I miss, but my desire comes from more than just seeking that. I wholeheartedly mean it when I say that I would give anything to be back with you, trying to figure things out and loving each other harder than we ever had. I miss being your friend. I miss being your lover.
I fucking miss you because I want to and I want you.
Send me the letter. I want to hear what you want too.
Idk what to caption this for Instagram, help
Wise words from my aunt:
“You guys had a great dynamic but he doesn’t know how to take care of your heart and you have a big heart. Even through all of this, you trusted he’d mail you a letter. You trusted him when he said he wanted to do this in a mature way and still be in each others lives. You don’t trust people, he knows that. He saw you put your faith in him over and over again throughout the relationship, and yet he cared so little he was okay with disrespecting you. He might never understand just how shameful that is since he avoids blame and tough emotions. Gosh, it’s going to be the most beautiful thing to watch you meet someone who holds you with care and love though. You will find someone who understands just how big your heart is but doesn’t need to take advantage of it to find out.”
😋
in my dreams we speak with light 💫
all dolled up to go no where