you touched my hand when i started crying in the car without even looking at me, without knowing what i was thinking or if i was even crying. you don’t have to tell me you love me every day, you don’t really have to tell me ever. i’ll remember that you reached out to me without truly knowing that i needed you, and that is what i want to remember love feeling like.
this post alone is making me come back to this website. this post alone still burns in a really raw way.
You are like the night
With its stillness and constellations
hey sorry ive been abroad and havent posted shit since august
im back and i want more pics of mountains that ive missed on the internet lol
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn…
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth…
And you learn and learn…
With every good-bye you learn.
una dia perfecto
you touched my hand when i started crying in the car without even looking at me, without knowing what i was thinking or if i was even crying. you don’t have to tell me you love me every day, you don’t really have to tell me ever. i’ll remember that you reached out to me without truly knowing that i needed you, and that is what i want to remember love feeling like.
