I crave your touch, these words are simply not enough.
You make me so weak with such ease. While I’m stuck frozen, frozen at the knees. You’re wintertime fine like the cold December breeze. Got damn I love it when you sway through the breeze. I love seeing the color change in the trees. You’re oh so sweet like a box full of See’s. You’ve taught me the difference between what I want and need. You are a thief, and I don’t mind you stealing my heart or these keys. You are so cancerous, but you are the best kind of disease.
She said, “It all depends on your state of mind.”
And so I told her, “I just want to get out of this country.”
Does anyone remember when McDonalds used to sell the bucket of fries? Or when they made Pop-Tarts which were meant to be in the freezer?
What if we lived in a world where everything was the complete opposite of the way we viewed things? In the sense that our feelings were switched around of how we treated others and the way we think about them. To love someone would mean to not talk to them and show anger as affection. I guess this wont make sense to everyone, but I find it interesting. I wonder what life would be like if we were raised in a way that all of this would be true. Because in today’s world I see others who are no different.
I wish we could see right through people and what their intentions are instead of wasting time. Some people are so misleading and like to drag things out. Stop fucking around with me.
There’s so many things you won’t understand Love. The same goes for me. We can only agree to disagree or compromise or else we’ll keep on butting heads when we shouldn’t. I’m just so tired because I’ve been through this before. I know we can have our good moments and I’ll have my loving side, but communication is key. I’m tired of repeating myself and you clearly know that well enough to know how it makes me feel. You know how I feel with many things we come across and yet you find a way to trigger them; setting them off. It’s not always your fault and I always man up to my mistakes or fault. I admit to what I did wrong and we both have room for improvement. But all this fighting is too excessive and not healthy. Just know that one day if I were to ever be gone of this world or yours, that you would definitely miss the fighting no matter what it was about. To fight means you care or have strong emotions about the way you feel. If I didn’t care I wouldn’t say shit, but I do and often times too many you might say. But I’m not afraid to speak my mind and I always let you know how I feel whether it’s positive or negative. There’s a good chance you’ll know how I feel about whatever we talk about or don’t. I admit there are times where I don’t need to start anything and yet I do. I apologize because it’s just my nature and I’m trying my best to work on it.
Please hang in there Love. I know we’ll get through it. These are the toughest times we’ve faced. I’m over 2,500 miles away from you separated by a body of ocean. Believe me when I say I’m trying. Everything over here has been effecting me and I shouldn’t let it get the best of me. No matter what I won’t give up on us. The harsh things I say is coming from someone else who doesn’t mean it. From feelings and bottled emotions which have piled up drastically. I don’t mean to aim it towards you.
Sometimes it just doesn’t sound right when you see someone using words that are out of the box or “norm” and stray away from the “usual” vocabulary. It’s not a bad thing to exercise, practice, and use them… but it just seems so fake or more of a unnatural use. It’s just like they put it in there because they know a few words to replace this or that when it really sounds regurgitated. Sometimes simple words can be so complex if you use them properly. I may be the only one but I just read a lot of posts on here that give me a nasty feeling in my stomach. Not genuine what so ever is what I’m feeling. Although kudos for them and to anyone else who just lets it all out and expresses themselves freely despite what anyone says. P.S. I hate writing text posts on my phone.