not dating to marry, not dating to break up, but a secret third thing (dating to be with someone you’re truly compatible with, to travel, experience life, laugh a lot and share something real for as long as it feels right, whether that’s a season or a lifetime)
it should be illegal
how he makes my heart flutter
but still wants nothing to do with me
how he rejects me
but still remembers everything about me
how he keeps the conversation going
even after weeks of ignoring me
how he gives me false hope
just to deny everything between us
staying up with you
never makes me feel blue
in fact it makes me the opposite
staying up with you
gives me the freedom to be happy
where i can just be who i am
I want to find love
the kind that only exists in books
the kind that makes me melt every time i think about it
I want to find love
with the one who makes me feel safe
with the one who makes me feel like being me is enough
i’m like a butterfly
only i have a broken wing
no matter how hard i try
i can’t fly
i keep falling
i can’t get back up
all i want is to finally fly away
i want to be free
and never come back again
I hate you
because you can’t look me in the eye
because of how easily you lie
because you don’t exist out of my mind,
never want to talk to me
never want to act like you even care
I hate you
because I don’t want to hate you
I hate you
because it hurts less than loving you
am i enough
just as i am
all flaws and weaknesses
laid bare for the world to see
am i enough
with my curly hair and glasses
with my obsession with books and movies
with my terrible sleep habits
am i enough
to just be who i am
I love people that are intense. Intense doesn't mean chaotic, it means passionate. It's people who pour all their heart and energy into the things they love. It's people who see beauty everywhere. It's people who have a mission and are raw and authentic. That is attractive
because you pretend to care about me but don’t answer my calls
because I helped you get a girlfriend when that could have been me
because you've smiled at me
because you're not real to me
i love you because i love the idea of you
i love you because I am nothing to you
because you've never spoken to me
because you pass by me
like you don’t see me
like I am a ghost
because you've looked but never really saw me
because you ignore me when I call out your name