I’m not looking for somebody who will whisper sweet nothings into my ear to feed the ravenous ego of my heart. But someone who can look me straight in the eye and say, I love you, whether you fail or fall, just as you are.
I know you’re bad for me, but I crave you even more. You came back into my life and that fucks me up more than you leaving me. But it’s not the same, we don’t stay up late looking at how the earth captures stars. We don’t look at each other in the halls anymore, you don’t look at me the same way as when you loved me. I miss you loving me, because I still do.
I don’t know what it is about you. Maybe it’s the way nothing else matters when we’re talking, or how you make me smile more than anyone else has. It could be the way you say the right thing at exactly the right time. But whatever it is, I just want you to know it means everything to me.
If I could have just one wish, I would wish to wake up everyday to the sound of your breath on my neck, the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin, and the feel of your heart beating with mine… Knowing that I could never find that feelings with anyone other than you.
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you’re in love or creating things together or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It’s so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you’re supposed to be doing, that this is what you’re for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but. It definitely makes me believe in something.
I’d pick a guy’s old hoodie over a new piece of jewelry. I’d pick cuddling in my bed all night over a nice, fancy dinner. I’d pick a cute goodnight text over a bouquet of flowers. But that’s just me. It’s easy to make me happy. I’m in this for the relationship, not the materials. I don’t need anything extra because I already have everything I want: you.
My point is, there are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do; it just doesn’t happen. So when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they’re important ones… you might as well hold on to them. You know? – Sarah Dessen
I don’t know what to tell you other than the fact that a giraffe’s heart weighs 22 pounds and that somebody once told me when flies fall in love, their entire brain is rewired to only know loving each other. When one of them dies, their memory becomes blank. I hope you never think about anything as much as I think about waking up next to you during a windstorm at 5 am.
The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
I want someone who won’t care that I hate wearing shoes,that I’m incapable of sitting still, that I can’t grasp the concept of cleaning, and I refuse to be ladylike. Someone who realizes that half the decisionsI make are usually ones I regret, and I have the right to overreact at any given moment. I want someone who knows how completely insane I am, and he wouldn’t want me any other way.
I dont know what it is about you. Maybe its the way nothing else matters when we’re talking, or how you make me smile more than anyone else has. It could be the way you say the right thing at exactly the right time. But whatever it is, I just want you to know that it means everything to me.
He’s like nobody else in the world. When I’m with him, it’s like I’m split in half. Part of me is on fire, going crazy if I’m not touching him. The other half is calm and peaceful just perfectly content, knowing he is the one for me.
It’s times like these. A comfortable silence. Walking hand in hand with the one you love. Everything else disappears, all that’s real is here and now. You feel complete. Like nobody else can touch you, nothing could ever come close enough to ruin this. It’s times like these, you’re on top of the world with someone who means everything to you. Times like these, they’re worth keeping in your memory forever.
I want someone to fall in love with the way I laugh and the way I smile. I want someone to listen to the ramblings of my inner child. Someone who touches my face and brushes the hair from my eyes. I want someone who loves me or at least holds me like they do.
I approached a kid and asked: “What is love?” The kid answered, “Love is when a puppy licks your face.” I laughed, but then he added, “Even when you left him alone all day.”
When I push you away, I want you to hold me tighter. When I walk away, I want you to pull me back to you. When I get mad at you, I want you to push me against the wall and kiss me. When I miss you, I want you to be there for me. When I feel you don’t want me, prove to me that I’m the only one.
When it comes to relationships people are always so scared of the what-if’s that they forget the what-is. They spend so much time thinking, ‘What if I get hurt?’ and ‘What if it doesn’t work out?’ that they stop thinking about that things that are already real. They forget the feeling they get when the person they love walks into the room and the excitement that rushes through them when the phone rings because it might be the person they are waiting to hear from. Never let the fear of what-if stop you from letting yourself take a chance on love…because “what if” this is the person you’re destined to spend the rest of your life with?
By some mischief of fate, we might only fall in love once. You know, that one great love old folks refer to. Many lovers may get into our lives, but there is only one person with that one smile, one kiss, one hug and one moment, that our hearts will never replace. That person, usually but sadly, is the one that got away. That’s why, after all the chips are down, we know, just know, that we’ll never fall in love that way again.
You know, maybe we’re just not right for each other. We waited so long. We’ve been waiting, and yet the one chance we get- we don’t take. It’s right at our fingertips; it’s right in our grasp, but we don’t grab it. I don’t know what you want from me. I know we love each other, but maybe this isn’t gonna work. Maybe what we need is to just be friends… because this right now- this hurts me. I can’t walk around knowing how I feel about you and knowing how you feel about me… and yet not be together. Don’t break my heart. Let’s just let it go; maybe that’s what’s meant to happen.
I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you, how good you look when you smile; how much I love your laugh. I day dream about you off and on, replaying our conversations; laughing at funny things you said or did. I’ve memorized your face and the way that you look at me. I catch myself smiling again at what I imagined. I wonder what will happen the next time we’re together and even though neither of us know what the future holds, I know one thing for sure; you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life.
Everyone says that love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love. But in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again.
I just want something beautiful. I wanna look in your eyes. I wanna listen to you sing my favorite song and cry. I wanna reach into your oceans. I wanna calm your sea and your storms. I wanna let you take a hold of this sinking ship and lead me home. I wanna pack up and move with you, and never look behind. I wanna take your hand as we chase down the skyline. I wanna tell you my stories, and wake you up in the middle of the night. I want you to tell me I’m wrong. And I just want you to smile at me when I’m right.
I always thought that there was this one perfect person for everybody in the world, you know, and when you found that person the rest of the world kind of magically faded away, and, you know, the two of you would just be inside this kind of protective bubble, but there is no bubble, I mean if there is you have to make it, I just think life is more than a series of moments, you know,we can make choices, and we can choose to protect the people we love, and that’s what makes us who we are and those are the real memories.
Maybe your first love is the one that sticks with you because it’s the only person who will ever receive all of you. After that, you learn better. But, most of all, no matter what, a piece of you forever remains left behind in the heart of the one you loved – a piece no future lover could ever get, no mater what. That piece holds innocence – the belief that love really can last forever. It holds friendship and pain, trial and error, that one kiss you’ll never forget and that night under the stars you can never get back. It holds youth and everything you thought love would be. Everything that was proven wrong.
For so long, I’ve kept feelings inside and I was happy not knowing what it’s like to let them out. I built my walls and they were unbreakable. I saw everyone around me get cheated and deceived and decided that I wasn’t going to bother with love. It’s been like that all my life and that was okay, it’s what I wanted. But then you came, and at first I refused to give in. You forced it out of me, forced me to love you. And now my heavy heart is letting you take it all. I can’t stop loving you now.
Don’t settle for anything less than someone who loves you. Don’t love when you’re lonely, love when you’re ready. Don’t think that it happens all the time, either. Love isn’t the small scene of romance you’re exposed to as a teenager. It’s far different, far more real. Real love is hard to come by, but it comes. Maybe not for a while, but it shows up at some point. All of us are loved, but sometimes that person you want isn’t in your life yet. Don’t worry. They will be. Just stop waiting for it.
Wait for the person who pursues you, the one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical, the kind of person who brings out the best in you and makes you want to be a better person; Wait for the person who will be your best friend, the only person who will drop everything to be with you at any time no matter what the circumstances, for the person who makes you smile like no one else and when they smile you know they need you. Wait for the person who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats and a t-shirt, but appreciates it when you get dressed up for them. And most of all wait for the person who will put you at the center of their universe, because that’s where you belong.
You don’t just automatically love someone. You slowly learn how to trust them, how to start believing in them. You want to be with them to the point where you’re jealous of anyone else who gets a little of their time. It gets you mad, but you learn to get past it, because you can’t be jealous forever. And then you realize, you don’t even feel jealousy anymore because you have this unwavering confidence that this person will never leave you, never betray you and would never pick someone else over you. They make you feel irreplaceable. That’s when it hits you. You really do love each other and it’s completely unbreakable.
I really enjoy spending time with you, even if we’re just going to be sitting around and talking about nothing. There are a million things I love about you, like your nose or the way you smile, the way you look me in the eye, too. And I just get the greatest feeling when I make you laugh. I feel as if my company makes you happy, and that’s what I wish for you. For you to be happy. And when I see you laugh at my clumsy ways, it just makes me want to spend the rest of my life with you so I can see a smile on your face.
You are the single most important person in my life. One thing I’ve come to realize is love isn’t always happiness. There are tears, anger, confusion, fears, but at the same time there are smiles, laughter, joy, & understanding. All of those things can happen. That’s why love is such an emotional thing. You can feel so many different emotions at the same time. That`s why it’s so overwhelming. But I know one thing ; I would not take back any single thing. Everything that has happened between us happened for some reason. & us being strong & making it through this, it only shows that our love is strong enough to last a lifetime.
Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night wanting. But still, sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don’t know, maybe I had my happiness. I don’t want to believe it, but there’s no man, only that moon.
I’m scared. Will I ever find love? Will love ever find ME? The thought of it crosses my mind often. I love myself, I think I’m beautiful. People always say that people need confidence, I have it. I have it all. What if no one else see the beauty within me, that I do? What if no one finds me attractive like I find myself attractive? I hope someone will come along and find the beauty that I find within myself. I know its wishful thinking, but I guess we all can dream.
I want to be indispensable. I want to be someone’s all, I want to be the reason why somebody smiles first thing in the morning. Because it feels like I’m always the one making people indispensable to me. I am always making someone my all, I’m always smiling when I wake up because of that someone. For once I want the chance to have someone care for me the way I care too much about everyone else.
Maybe your first love is the one that sticks with you because it’s the only person who will ever receive all of you. After that, you learn better. But most of all, no matter what, a piece of you forever remains left behind in the heart of the one you loved – a piece no future lover could ever get, no matter what. That piece holds innocence – the belief that love really can last forever. It holds friendship and pain, trial and error, that one kiss you’ll never forget and that night under the stars that you can never get back. It holds youth and everything you thought love could be. Everything that was proven wrong.
Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies. You expect him to always say the right thing and always know exactly how you feel or how to react to it. You expect him to calm you down when you’re yelling or to chase you when you run away. You expect so much that you feel entirely and utterly defeated when something doesn’t exactly match up with all your plans. But that’s the thing, love isn’t a plan. It doesn’t have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end or a visible finish line to those deeply in it. Love happens and it’s so incredibly messy.
So let’s say that theoretically I really like you, and theoretically even though it sounds moronically cliché and overused, you give me butterflies. And just for kicks, lets add that all in theory of course you may be one of the most wonderful people I have ever met, and hypothetically my heart beats ten times faster when I see you. Do you think that you would supposedly and in the most theoretical sense feel the same way?
People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.
I want that unexpected kind of love. The one where you never know what’s going to happen next, but you trust and believe that everything will be okay. You know everything will be okay, as long as you’re with him. You trust him with your head and your heart; he’s your everything. And best of all, you’re his.
You’re the only person that ever made me feel anything, really feel. Even if it wasn’t always the best of feelings, you’re the only one who could make me smile or tear me down in three seconds flat. You’re the only person that can drive me crazy, in both good and bad ways. You’re the only person that ever made me feel like I didn’t have to try so hard. And I know that you’re not okay without me either, or you wouldn’t talk about such things as you do. I just wish you knew I still loved you, and I wish you would do something with that knowledge. I wish you would grab me and hold me tight in your arms and whisper in my ear how much you loved me more, like you always did.
I ask myself why, and in that same breath as I watch you, I get my answer. It’s everything about you; that teasing smile, that warm scent. It’s the curve of your arms, the tousle of your hair, the deepness of your voice that I can, and do, get lost in. It’s just everything about you. But more than that, it’s everything about me. It’s everything about the way you make me laugh, cry, smile, and hurt. It’s everything about the way you make me feel. And that’s everything that I cannot, and would not, want to let go of.
Don’t go around looking for love, Have love find you. That’s why it’s called ‘falling in love’ because you aren’t forcing yourself.