Thursday, 7 February 2013
03:39:44 AM (GMT)
My affection has rough edges and sharp thorns.
More often than not I’m gonna tell you your jokes aren’t funny and your laugh
resembles the noises
a dying whale would make.
What that really means is that when I try to imagine my life without you everything
dark and cold and blurry.
I'm gonna be a shitty girlfriend, but at least I'm giving my all.
He makes me blush, a near-impossible task.
I'm falling harder than I ever though possible, but there's no way in hell I'll let
We kissed for the first time in front of the high school at midnight,
with Alex and Alanah as witness,
and there's no way I'm ever gonna forget it.
I'm not gonna forget the ten degree february weather,
and how big his hands were compared to mine.
A sophomore struggling with self harm, self hate and anxiety fell for a junior with
intelligence, and his whole life ahead of him.
Those green eyes make my knees weak.
it makes me glad I didn't give up for good before I got to see it.
I'll never forget those messages exchanged on february second,
when he agreed to be mine,
even though im nothing,
and he appears to be everything,
to me at least.