i'm in love. you're in love, i know it. but this ain't gonna work if we don't change the way we are. i don't know what happened to you or what the reason is you're so afraid of falling in love, i just know what happened to me. we're both broken and it's good if broken people come together, but no one talks about the complications it brings with it. everyone is just like 'broken people help each other, it lasts for a long time' but really, broken people aren't that simple. you have to be careful, because we're disappointed easily, something you think is funny could hurt us, we don't let you know about our feelings, unless we trust you, but to get our trust is such a hard thing to do. it takes at least 3 months, probably 6 months. and the problem is that no one is patient enough to stay with us for the time we don't trust them, so we get hurt over and over again.

So what’s the point in starting something that’s just gonna end later? Something like us. Cause I’m not “me” anymore, and you’re not “you”. And therein lies the problem, and I’m not sure how I feel about that.

I’d love to tell them that I
miss them more than these texts
could ever come together to word out,
but I wont, and I surely never will
because sometimes
“I miss you”
is just another phrase
like “I love you”
overused and under felt,
and never steals your breath
quite like it does in person.
The two phrases that
no matter how much I try,
I could never write words for
let alone say them aloud to yous
when I come back to you,
the true meaning behind them
could only be read
if you were to retrace your footprints
and follow them back to where you first realised
that I liked and cared about you
underneath all the cobwebbed feelings
that I kept to myself.
So retrace them and you’d find
the place that I hide so well
that you’ve already looked at curiously
and thought nothing was there,
you’d find your spot
in my heart.

i have issues
he has issues
and the 'we' has its issues, too

away

i'm away. for one year.. 8 hours time difference. he and me, we:) could text 2 times. in six weeks.

but most of all, i would still be with him.
we fit perfectly. we match each others life great, we're a cute mix.
oh how i wish i could see your face.. and how i wish things will go back to how they were..