Nicoledavisss - Wistful Thinking

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If you’re a teen you must follow this blog.

<3

Unfortunately I’m the type of person that you can screw over 1 million times and I would still be there for you if you needed me.

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I want...

I want your Monday morning sleep soaked eyes, dream drenched voice, lazy bones. "Five more minutes please babe."

I want your Tuesday afternoon coffee break, glasses off, laughter on. "Just hold me for a while, it's been a hard day."

I want your Wednesday evening fingers through hair, teeth nibbling nails, neck craning, eyes glazing. "This paperwork never ends."

I want your Thursday night drinks for two, bones unbind, muscles let loose, flats, slacks. "Just me and you."

I want your finally Friday stretch soul smile, sun sipping light from the glaciers in your eyes, fingers unfurl, hand extends. "C'mon babe, let's go wild."

I want your weekend. Your movie marathon Saturday, reading by the fireplace, kissing in the blankets. Want your Sunday morning orange juice and pancakes, white sheets, tender skin, hair like the fourth of July. "Let's not get out of bed today."

I want your ordinary and your stress, rest, release. I want your bad day and that terrible night. I want you drunk in my arms, forgetting the place but never my name. I want your lazy and your lonely and your fist full of fight. I want you every day, in every way, for the rest of my life <3

This is exactly how I feel right now.

I don’t feel strong anymore I feel like falling to my knees. Things aren’t the way they were before, They’re not the way they’re supposed to be.

Atarah L. Poling (via observando)