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I READ ONCE that, on average, we replace the majority of our cells every seven years. Even more amazing: We change the upper layers of our skin every two weeks. If all the cells in our body did this, we’d be immortal. But some of our cells, like the ones in our brains, don’t renew. They age, and age us. In two weeks my skin will have no memory of Olly’s hand on mine, but my brain will remember. We can have immortality or the memory of touch. But we can’t have both.
Everything, Everything | Nicole Yoon
When you said you loved me
A whole rollercoaster of emotions you’ve been through that Tuesday.
I wasn’t sure if you were ready for this.
We were laying in bed and I could read it from your eyes. It was so simple. I just could. Your whole being was screaming that. I thought the same thing. I hoped you’d read it from my eyes. And you did.
You hesitated for the moment if you should say it.
“I’m just gonna say it. I love you.”
And that was it. I was yours completely.
“I love you”, I said back. The same second I heard those words, I needed you to hear it too. I wanted you to feel the same pure joy as I was feeling in that exact moment.
I was so overwhelmed, I felt ecstatic, I felt tears starting to gather in the corners of my eyes.
Thank you.
Thank you for allowing me to be my real self.
Thank you for making me better.
Thank you for loving me.
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this is the third time i’m crying over you.
“You look dreamy”
I wanted to write something to remember you.
Your kind brown eyes often clouded by strands of your straight dark brown hair Your soft skin that perfectly fits with mine Your perfect hands that make me feel loved, horny, worthy, protected Your neck that deserves all the kisses in the world Just looking at you and feeling immensely connected to another human being An incredible, smart, strong, kind, compassionate man who just inspires me to experience the world A guy with whom an IKEA trip seems like the most fun a human can have, a late night walk seems like the whole universe is ours, a McDonald’s seems like a place where love begins, a kiss that can heal everything. A guy who just makes me question my beliefs, with whom I’ve experienced the most of my emotional growth.
So this is to you, a guy whom I’ve met sitting on the floor, in a t-shirt while outside is 2°C. Who shook my hand and asked me if I wanted to “go over Java exercises”.
To you, who raised my standards of my love life..
To you, who I’ll never, ever forget.
Thank you for letting me see the world through your eyes. Thank you for all the experiences. "You don’t like me a lot I don’t like you a lot It’s more.”
Sunny winter morning