1 month ago with 1 note
It’s the Best Feeling in the World…
I was happy before I met you - okay, maybe not happy, but content with where I was, satisfied, ready to accept the bright future ahead of me. And then you came along and that hole in my heart that I had managed to seal - you filled it. Where before I was satisfied - now… I’m overwhelmed. I’m anxious and excited and I cry when you call me sweetheart because I believe you.
4 months ago with 2 notes
5 months ago with 0 notes
My 1000th Post
You are home to me.
When I look back on what high school felt like, it will be you that I remember. I’ll never forget the times you fell asleep on the couch beside me, or the time we both fell asleep on your bed together. I’ll never forget the endless hours we worked together, the hours we spend building puzzles, or the weekly dining we do.
Really, I mean it when I say I love you, but I don’t know what that means.
I think there’s still hope that one day we’ll be more. But we’re not. I have to remind myself of that in some moments we spend together, like when we sit in my car just talking until it’s well past dark, or when we go on the swings at almost midnight, or when we talk about relationships, exes, or work.
Really, I don’t know who I’d be without you. Or are we so reminiscent of each other that we are and would forever be the same, but without a companion.
I don’t know. But I know that I call you home. Your room feels like mine, and my house feels like yours. Our workplaces feels like home, but it feels like they’re just our family. You’re a part of me now, and I’ve never needed someone as much as I’ve needed you to take the loneliness that I feel - it’s your love that takes it away.
I don’t help you as much as I wish I could, but I love you with more power than you’ll ever realize - you’re beautiful, and you’re strong - you just don’t know it yet. And when I’m feeling old and grey, it’ll be you that I ask to be around because nothing would please me more than to remember what it was like to be young again. And there’s nothing that brings back memories like going home.
5 months ago with 1 note
Have You Ever…
Read by candlelight?
Sat on top of your roof at night to stare at the night sky?
Cried because you were so happy?
Fallen in love with a moment but not a person?
Fallen in love with a place but not a person?
Seen one of your dreams come true?
Accomplished something you never thought you could?
Been saved by words from someone you never expected?
5 months ago with 0 notes
The Fool
The fool is innocent. He is the number zero, neither the beginning or the end. He walks ahead with the world in front of him but in his carelessness, does not see the cliff he is about to step from. The fool is simple minded. The fool is innocent. The fool is happy.
8 months ago with 0 notes
8 months ago with 0 notes
It’s not a question but a lesson learned in time
Happiness is a feeling that runs when you search for it and creeps its way back into your life when you’re not looking. It’s a feeling that’s unattainable - it can’t be captured, it can’t be put into a pill, and it’s not inside a treasure chest waiting for you to pace your way to the “X”.
When you search for a feeling like happiness, it only leaves you more disappointed at what you’re not capable of feeling. It leaves you miserable, empty, lonely - depressed. And it’s because we don’t know how to feel happy when it used to come so easily to us. Through a joke, through a toy, through a present, through a friend, through family.
But you didn’t go searching for a best friend when you clicked with that person. You just opened up to them.
You didn’t go searching for the joke, you didn’t write it down and plan to say it or plan to hear it and just laugh. You just allowed it to slip into the moment and bring a smile on your face.
And you didn’t wake up and say “I’m going to smile today”. But you did. You opened up your cheekbones to happiness.
It’s not something you search for. You can’t just force yourself not to have bad days. The good and the bad - the contrast of emotion is what makes us human. Bad things will always happen, maybe more to some than others. But good things will happen too. People will care about you if you find the right one. Everything is a lesson, isn’t it? Maybe one day you’ll fight with someone and you’ll find out you were wrong. Maybe you’ll wake up and see something you didn’t and you’ll feel awful but you’ll grow. You’ll learn, you’ll be stronger - and strength isn’t in your ability to block out pain - it’s in how you deal with it, how you learn.
So feel.
Feel happy.
Feel sad.
Feel angry.
Feel lonely.
Feel love.
Feel hate.
Feel life.
8 months ago with 1 note
8 months ago with 1 note
I’m trying so strong to be strong for people are asking me for strength - but I’m breaking for so many goddamn reasons I can’t keep track of them all. Worthlessness, loneliness, anger, deprivation, confusion, jealous - but there’s nothing worse than the guilt for feeling it all. I’m scared of going to people with that when I know they’re suffering themselves. I’m scared of being selfish.
9 months ago with 1 note
9 months ago with 1 note
9 months ago with 14 notes
9 months ago with 0 notes
- If not for love, then what do we search for in life?
- Happiness.
- And what does a happy person search for?
- A happy person doesn't search for anything. They've already found what they're looking for.
10 months ago with 6 notes