Seriously, does anyone think in pretty?!
Guilt is not an emotion I like forced upon me.
I told you so.
I breathed your name into the air, I etched your name into me. I felt my anger swelling, I swam into its sea. I held your name inside my heart, but it got buried in my fear. It tore the wiring of my brain, I did my best to keep it clear. So, dear, no matter how we part, I hold you sweetly in my head. And if I do not miss a part of you, a part of me is dead.
I believe you to be one of the most beautiful people I have ever had the chance to know of.
I’d say I am envious of you, but that would be incorrect. As it’s more a longing. Not to be with you, I absolutely adore you and your girl; it’s more a longing to have you in my life, or at least people like you.
Brave and strong. Not afraid to be who they are, or even who they want to be. Free spirited and out spoken. Someone who takes people as they are. And doesn’t hold them back, but rather pushes them forward.
Someone who would guide me and walk beside me as a true friend. Someone who knows that the only way to be a true friend, is to first be true to themselves.
Who is alive in their own skin and not afraid to show every single fucking inch of it.
Those people, beauty doesn’t even begin to fathom how amazingly stunning they are.
And to those who can see it, we are left, captivated.coffeeblooded
When life makes that sudden turn, but it’s not in another direction you’re walking. Everything is upside down now.
That’s when something you most definitely did not expect, happened…
It’s not just change, it’s starting over, when you were almost done.
This was never the life I wanted…
If I end up falling for you and you leave, I’ll be torn.
I’m not sure what’s going on, but this shouldn’t be happening. I need to place some distance between whatever this is. Before things get messy.