Being in love with someone means loving them when they haven’t eaten all day. Forcing them to eat in the middle of the night. When they are freezing holding them even though you’re burning up. Waking up to their morning side and loving the way they open their eyes to you even with the boogers. Loving them is waiting until they fall asleep to leave because you know it’ll make them happier and then leaving with a forehead kiss even though they won’t feel it, a peaceful claim to let yourself know how lucky you are to be kissing her. Loving them is being in the worst fight in the world, at the risk of losing them, having an emotional break down, but still worried about if they are okay. Loving them is an addiction. Its an ongoing curiosity about what they are doing, if they are alright, how their day has been. Wanting to be by their side 24/7 even if you don’t speak a word. Loving them is not giving up. The non-existence of impossible obstacles. But the existence of courage.I
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Nature always, ALWAYS, amazes and humbles me.
A small Japanese puffer fish is the creator of one of the most spectacular animal-made structures. To impress the female puffer fish, the male labors 24 hours a day for a week to create a pattern in the sand. If the female finds his work satisfactory, she allows him to fertilize her eggs. She then lays them in the middle of the circle, leaving the male to guard the eggs alone.
Life Story (2014)
View of the Adirondack High Peaks from NYSP-9. Returning from a medevac.
Wow!
finally some good fucking news
Some days are exactly like this!
Very true. But. . . So very hard to do.
you can’t make someone care, or act right, or miss you, or want you, or regret the way they acted, or be ready for you, or realise you’re worth it, but what you can and should do is just completely remove yourself from the situation, make yourself unavailable to them & move on
I hear this TOO much.