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Let me see the other side of the pillow

Don’t let me go through this alone.

I’ll see right pass the heads of past time.

You’re here, waiting to be mine,

And I won’t keep you waiting.

Baby you’re the definition of lonely,

Come move closer towards me.

I’m the definition of yours,

Our hearts were made to explore.

And I won’t keep us waiting.

Welp, there goes my fears.

Of not finding this kind of girl for years.

I can’t wait to wade while you wait on the poolside,

Cause by then no worries that we’ll treat each other right.

Fall in love with me by then? You just might.

My ears are to hear,

Your arms are to keep me here.

And I won’t keep them waiting.

Tonight was our resolution.

Probably our most heartfelt conversation of our two years of friendship, all compiled into 41 texts messages, not accounting the multi-texts, just sent-and-replied ones.

I would feel like a dick copying them all onto tumblr, but then again there is a slim chance that no one will understand. 

But, it really only matters that we both do.

We spoke of our love for each other; well your love for me, and my will to carry on.

We spoke of how things would never be the same, and although you didn’t quite understand right away, you promised me you’d try your best to.

We spoke of how I would hold my tongue infront of you, about other women, and how you would return the favor about other men.

We spoke of how much this would hurt for you, and how much you had hurt me before. 

You apologized.

I accepted it.

I apologized.

You questioned it.

You asked me about her.

I filled 10 text messages of her, for you.

I cried sending it, but you told me it’d be easier.

You cried reading it, even though you didn’t say so.

You told me I couldn’t send 10 full messages about you, but if you ever found my tumblr, I’m sure you’d take that back, and compile at least, a short story of us.

Then it was over.

Night timmy :)

Goodnight, babe.

“Thnks Fr Th Mmrs”

Even though some weren’t so good.

I’m sorry you didn’t realize all of this (point to body) was all for you.

I’m sorry I actually opened my eyes and ears and saw you for what you really weren’t.

I’m sorry we can’t be in love anymore, which kinda sucks.

I’m sorry I don’t know how to be with you anymore.

I’m sorry I can’t be with you, without falling for you.

I’m sorry this is happening.

She Was(A Broken Love Story) - Bei Maejor

Thank you for giving me the time of day.

Thank you for the smiley faces, and “ha”s that make me feel funny.

Thank you for texting me in the morning when you said you would.

Thank you for staying up with me, when I couldn’t sleep.

Thank you for occupying my time, especially when I want to talk to you.

Thank you for showing me that not all girls have to put up a front on their personalities just to reel some guy in, your shyness and beauty were enough to draw me in- that’s saying something.

Thank you for making me as happy, as I hope I make you.

Thaaaanks.

:)

Uh, Use to be valentines

Together all the time

Thought it was true love, but you know women lie

Its like I sent my love with a text two times

Call cause I care but I aint get no reply

Tryna see eye to eye but its like we both blind

fuck it lets hit the club, i rarely sip but pour me some

Cause when its all said and done,

I aint gon be the one that she can always run to

I hate liars,fuck love Im tired of tryin’

My heart big but it beat quiet

I dont never feel like we vibin’

Cause every time we alone its a awkward silence

So leave your keys on the kitchen counter

And gimme back that ruby ring with the big diamond

shit is over, what ya trippin for?

I dont wanna have to let you go

But baby I think its better if I let you know

So I freaked out.

Punched the picture-frame of us.

Making some new scars.

They go perfectly with this memory.

I don’t need someone by my side to make me feel happy.

Happiness is stable, and being stable makes me happy.

I’m glad everything is right in my life now, and that I now hold all the cards,

but it doesn’t mean making a decision won’t be hard.

Once or twice I’ve depended on you, but only till now.

I just needed you, to help me, find myself,

somehow.

It won’t make sense the first time around.

I tested you, to make you test me and bring out what I really wanted

And with my own inhibitions confronted, 

I could change myself.

Maybe even back to the man who once respected everyone else.

travalicious:

“I found your Tumblr.”

It’s hard to maintain the thought that I’m the one for you. 

I’m going to regret this some how, but I’ll be happy nonetheless.

Incompatible

It don’t matter though,

Cause someone’s bound to hear my cry.

Speak out if you do,

You’re not easy to find.