My Worst Nightmare Is Waking Up To You Not Next To Me. That You Will Fall Out Of Love. That All Of The

In the blink of an eye I could lose you. I hope and pray that I won’t, but those eyes and that personality will get you so many girls. So many girls that can give you the love that I can’t. Even though I can’t influence your feelings towards me, I want to stay close. Because to me, being too close is better than watching you slip right through my fingers into another girl’s arms.

What I've realized when I was at your house

In the darkness of night I swear I can feel you next to me. It breaks my heart when I wake up only to see a half empty bed and the tear stains I made when you left. It hurts even more knowing I won't hear from you for months. Don't forget what you've left behind.

Stay safe at boot camp

My love is like those storm clouds that refuse to look normal. Love is not normal. My love is a fire that demands to be fed. One that has a passion outside the bed that we won't lay in. My love is not interested about what's in your pants. It's interested in your mind. Your thoughts. Your feelings. My love is nothing like anything you've experienced because my love is not your ex's. My love is not your mother's. This is my love. And it is only for you.

C.M. Lawliet

Seeing you only hurts when your eyes can't meet mine.

2 AM Thoughts (Via. Wounded-Writing)

1. I love you 2. I don't know how to tell you that I love you 3. Do you know that I love you? 4. Oh God, I hope you don't 5. I don't want to risk losing you

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If you ever wonder how much I love you, remember that I started to cry when we talked about what would happened if we lost each other to death or someone else. And you walked out to your car, you had to hug me close and wipe away my tears, because you brought up how you’d play our stuffed dog until it broke because it said ‘I love you’ in both of our voices.

That’s how much I love you

Dear Expectations, You are always there when I need you the least. You make a simple task feel immensely impossible. You run my fingers raw while writing a paper, my mind to exhaustion to be absolute perfection, and my body to sleep deprivation in search of a grade no less than what I need to pass. In the search of a way around you, I stand in your shadow, unable to overtake the panic that you make arise in my chest, the pounding that never ceases until after the deadline has passed or my grade sealed in the grave that you have been helping me dig. your shadow isn't big enough to keep me inside, it is not bog enough to harbor the panic and the anxiety that you bring with you wherever you go. Following you like two hungry watch dogs, waiting for me to fall to the ground, to feast upon what is left.  While you are there to bring me up when I have to do my best, you bring an illusion of a silver lining making this seem worth it in the slightest sense. For the reward of praise is too much to ask from you when all you deal in deceit and terror.

With no love

I'm going to be happy for you. Even if you go to her. I don't mind. I want to be happy even if you're being happy isn't with me. Because obviously I cannot bring you the same happiness you get when you are with her.

I'll pretend to be glad

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"It's 2 in the morning and I wish you here. Stupid right..."

- 2 AM Thoughts (via. Wounded-writing)