i hate crying but when you a part of you is on the other side of the country there really isn’t anything else to do but fall out and cry. i don’t want to cry in front of him though, because there’s no point in making him feel guilty. it’s not his fault. i just don’t want to have this empty feeling, ya know. im in love, but heartbroken at the same time. and the only tape i really have holding my sanity together is the love he gives me.
yeah, i think we’re out of the “honeymoon” phase. like the rose-tinted glasses are kinda cracked and that’s not a bad thing, because im realizing that this relationship is the farthest thing from perfect. we have things to work on. but it’s okay.
i fell in love with him like ketchup falls out of a bottle: slowly, and then all at once.
"I knew it wasn’t too important but it made me sad anyway."
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