I miss your touch, your smile, your eyes, your lips, your hair, you. I miss that cute way you used to call me baby or babe whenever I was mad with you. I miss when you used to say I love you constantly. I miss when you called me beautiful and telling me that you were going to marry me one day. I even miss our arguments because at least then, I was talking to you. I miss you.
(via infinity-shounna)
++I’m sorry for:
- hurting you
- not communicating
- not giving you my fullest
- not making you happy enough
- not treating you the way that you wanted to be treated
You know what I’m not sorry for?
- having my own life
- not answering your calls while im busy
- putting up with you and other guys
- you not knowing how to carry yourself
- breaking it off with you
Cause sometimes, you don’t know if they have feelings for you or not. They’d send you all of these mixed signals that’ll eventually just confuse the heck out of you. You’re sitting there just trying to figure them out for yourself. Then you have all these things you’re urging to tell them, including how you really feel, but you don’t know how to put them into words. I hate liking someone, cause once you’re attached, it’s as if your whole life revolves around them.
(Source: gadiellerin, via simplepanda)
+Because conversations became texting, arguments became phone calls, feelings became subliminal messages online, sex became easy, the word “love” gets used out of context, insecurities have become your way of thinking, getting jealous became a habit, trust has been lost, cheating became an accident, leaving became the only option & being hurt became natural.
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++Bittersweet feelings.
+I actually would love to go to a Tumblr meet up. Srsly.
