When you hugged me, that was when I really started to cry; it was when it actually hit me. No heaves and sighs, just tears flowing down my cheeks. Most people would have just given me a hug and let go, but you held on like you were trying to make sense out of all of it, too; like you needed the hug just as much as I did.

I wanna be the girl who he thinks is the cutest. Not necessarily the “hottest” or the “prettiest”, but the cutest. Because hotness refers to the body, and God knows mine isn’t perfect. Pretty refers to the face and I know plenty of girls prettier than me. But cuteness is referring to every imperfection that he loves. Every weird little habit. The funny little things that make me different from every other girl he could have. Like how I have a dorky laugh, or I can’t watch gory movies. Or the way my hair smells. All of the little things that he notices and adores. I wanna be that girl.

:)

i slept with my own man, just like your mother.

Nobody wants to be alone.
That's why i love you even more.
Everytime we..................

You always told me to never doubt you, and I didn't. Until now.

im so dumped and careless and clumsy 24/7.
how could i possibly left my "ORGANIZER" worstly idk where!
there's alot of important dates that have already been jotted down.
plus, the feeling is extremely shucks.
oh love it was nice of you wanting to get me a new one but nutink could replace wat i want.
arghhhhhh, ayeen ur so screwed.

so as i whispered;

i want to hold your hand, press my forehead against yours, fall into your crystal ocean eyes. i want to kiss your neck and trace your outline with my fingertips. i want to lay against your chest and feel your heartbeat reverberate throughout my body. i want to run my fingers through your hair and lay my head into that space on your shoulder where it fits perfectly. i want to squeeze you until it hurts, kiss you until your lips are sore, whisper words into your ear until i have nothing left to say. i want to love you until i have nothing left to give.