I think about you everyday, that’s for sure, I think about what you might be doing. If you’re okay or not. But it’s scary that a day will come where I don’t think about you, and then there will come a few days where I don’t think about you at all. After that a week, a couple of weeks, a month, a couple of months to a year and onwards until the day comes where a daughter of mine will ask me who my first true love was and what she was like. That’s when I’ll think of you and my heart will break a little at the realisation that years have passed and I have not thought about you. And I will look into my daughters eyes as my heart breaks a little more at the wish that her mother was you. I’ll sit down with her and tell her what an amazing woman you were and how very much I loved you, and how you will never forget your one true love. But I’ll go on to say how much I love my daughter and her mother and that there’s no other woman I’d rather be married to. Because by then I surely would have convinced myself of that.
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One day before breakfast,
an orange rolled off the
counter and escaped its
fate, bouncing happily
through the kitchen door.
Filled with hope, the
Oh how you play with my fangirl heart, Felton.
This truly breaks my heart
I pledge to read the printed word
I said I didn’t want to talk to you again. That was a test! You were supposed to call me until I caved.
Being in love and just being attached to someone are different. And I’ve just found that out. When you’re attached to someone, you miss them a lot when they leave. (Well, in my case). And everything you do reminds you of them and sometimes you tear up for no reason and you miss them late at night and sometimes cry over it and stuff. But when you’re in love, its so different. You cry at first, and then you realize you can’t make them come back. So you let go. And you can’t be friends. And you don’t cry at all. But when you’re walking around, or with friends, or watching tv, you feel a little empty spot inside of you. the spot that used to give you happiness and now it doesn’t give you sadness, its just there. Like a black hole in space. And no one can fill that spot but them. No one can understand how it feels. its useless to talk about because no words can describe it.
Lol it really sucks.
I hate cherry Pop-Tarts. You’re going to come back to eat the ones in the cabinet, right?
And so, for what feels like the thousandth time today, my heart will break.
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