i’ve waited a hundred years.but i’d wait a million more for you.nothing prepared me forwhat the privilege of being yours would do.
if i had only felt the warmth within your touch,if i had only seen how you smile when you blush,or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough,i would have known what i was living for all along.what i’ve been living for.
your love is my turning page,where only the sweetest words remain.every kiss is a cursive line,every touch is a redefining phrase.
i surrender who i’ve been for who you are,for nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart.if i had only felt how it feels to be yours,well, i would have known what I’ve been living for all along.what i’ve been living for.
though we’re tethered to the story we must tell,when i saw you, well, i knew we’d tell it well.with a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas.like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.
Everything I do
Will be all for this moment
Everything’s for you
I Love College.
What classes to take next semester? Oh I don’t know because ALL THE ONES I CHOSE ARE TAKEN. Registration here is a freaking joke.
Rest in Peace
I will never understand why this year has been the last for 7 amazing people who had barely begun their lives.
Only the good die young, and this world lost some of its best.
Always remember; never forget.
Rest in peace
I don’t understand
I don’t understand how two adults could be so completely irresponsible with the life of their son. I don’t understand how you could string him along and then crush one of the biggest dreams/accomplishments of his life. I don’t understand how you are buying him a new car but can’t afford to send him to college. I don’t understand how you can keep him stranded in his old life when he obviously needs to get away.
I left for college this morning.
Said goodbye to the love of my life at 5 am.
Drove away from the dog, house, and sister I am going to miss so very much.
And essentially left my old life behind.
I don’t know about you, but I’m not liking this whole college thing right now. I want to go back to this summer and just stop time. Things would be simpler.
If you fight like a married couple, talk like best friends, flirt like first loves, and protect each other like brother and sister….then it’s meant to be.