So let’s say that theoretically i really like you, and theoretically even though it sounds moronically cliche and overused,you give me butterflies and just for kicks, lets add that all in theory of course you may be one of the most wonderful people i have ever met, and hypothetically my heart beats ten times faster when i see you. Do you think that you would supposedly (and in the most theoretical sense) feel the same way?

I was always told… 
there’s a fine line between love & hate 
and that it only takes one thing to 
- - c r o s s i t - - 
well you made me cross it 
& I don’t hate you… 
I only hate how I wasted so much of 
my life analyzing your mixed signals 
waiting for something to happen… 
it was once something I loved 
but now I hate everything 
t h a t  i n v o l v e s  y o u 

For some reason, I just cant figure out which one im in love with, you .. or the memories.


I believe in true love. I believe in love at first sight. I believe that love conquers all. That doesn’t mean that there’s not gonna be hard times or difficult things to deal with because there will be, but finding that one person who does it for you, and knowing that person loves you back, it just makes everything so much easier. 

You can give up, or you can fight back!
Sometimes, people write the things they can’t say.
It’s when you face the hardest things in life that’s when you learn the most.
I love how i can be a total idiot around you and no matter how stupid i feel, you make me feel like the greatest person in the entire world.


Have you ever thought you were over someone 
until you saw them again? All the feelings that 
were there rush back.. all the memories.. all 
the wonderful words spoken between the 
two of you return. Now every time I see him, 
I fall in love over again, the only problem is 
I know he doesn’t feel the same.. 

I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, 
but i can tell you what it is for me, 
love is knowing all about someone, 
& still wanting to be with them more than any other person, 
love is trusting them enough to tell them everything 
about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, 
love is feeling comfortable & safe with someone, 
but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room 
& smile at you. 

I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you. How good you look when you smile. How much I love your laugh I daydream about you off and on, replaying pieces of our conversation; laughing at funny things that you said or did.. I’ve memorized your face & the way that you look at me.. I catch myself smiling again at what I imagine.. I wonder what will happen the next time we are together, & even though neither of us know what the future holds, I know one thing for sure; you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.

You want to know how I survive? Look at Who’s by my side.



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