"It's not that I don't feel the pain, it's just I'm not afraid of hurting anymore."

Preuredila: HoneeyBee*

Missing you...

I miss you. There hasn't been a day since you left that I haven't thought of you. Today I walked slowly in the rain, stopping at all our places. Our little bridge where we used to part, place, where you used to kiss and hug me like it's our final night together. It's hard being the one that stays in the town of all our memories. You may have not liked me the way I liked you, and I swear I meant it when I said I've never been into someone the way I was into you. You made calm this crazy mind of mine. You called me special and I just stared at you thinking how fucked up I'm going to be when you leave, and trust me it's happening. The day we said goodbye and I watched your bus drive away, drive away from my life I wasn't able to speak to anyone in the house. I locked myself into my room and cried, I knew it'd be hard, but oh I cried until my head started hurting. I was so red and my pillow was an aquarium.




how I see it

You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn’t he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole.


He's exactly the opposite of what I looked for

He doesn't like my favorite football team. God, he doesn't even like football.
He isn't into my favorite band.
He doesn't like any of my favorite TV shows.
My favorite food is too greasy for him and he's also a vegetarian.
He's not a cat nor dog person.
I can't tell him my tumblr jokes because I'm afraid he won't get it.
He drives me crazy.
Is really stubborn.

Even though he doesn't like football let's me talk about it and says he loves how much I enjoy it.
He listens to my favorite band and watches me freak out.
He may not like my fav TV Shows but we exchanged few and are hoping for the best!- that the other person will like it.
He's vegetarian and my fav meal contains meat, and he would like to know how to cook it.
He says he's not a cat or dog person, but I've seen him around cats.
Not a tumblr person but gets me all the same-almost always.
Yes he drives me crazy. Not texting back, texting back late, makes me question everything, makes me think he's some kind of code.
It really is impossible to win an argument with him, so I just give up, something I never do when it comes to people, I like proving my thing. Like right now, here it comes- I miss you.



Realize that life is too short
You don’t care that he is 8 years older than you
You’ve never wanted anything more than you want him
Realize that you don’t care that you don’t have a future
That life is too cruelly short.

Realize that when he speaks in his language
Its not the accent that melts your heart
But the vast oblivion surrounding each word.

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