I’m just going with the flow for the summer. Whatever happens, happens. And if it doesn’t happen, oh well. I’m going to enjoy myself and do my own thing and not worry about pleasing everyone else because when I do that, I forget about my happiness. And that’s what is important - my happiness. So sorry, not really sorry. I’m going to do what I want. And if I upset you along the way, you can blame yourself because you put me in this situation.
Fuck you. You get too fucking overwhelmed with a relationship and it annoys the fuck out of me.
It’s amazing how things work out the way they’re meant to, you know? How everything kind of just falls into place and one day, your life doesn’t seem as scrambled as it did the day before. One day you wake up and surprisingly have direction with your life. You know what you want, who you want to be with and where you want to go. All things that seemed so blurry and unclear before are now so evident that you can’t even handle how clear everything is. People have come and gone in and out of my life for as long as I can remember. Because that’s life - and that’s what happens. While some people leave for good, some always have a way of ending back on the same path I walk. You and I have had an interesting year to say the least and I never thought we’d be where we are now. Maybe it is true that if you wish for something hard enough, believe in it with everything you have - it might just happen. Maybe I got lucky, or maybe God has a plan for the both of us. Whether that means everything works out the way we hope or were just going to spend what we have left together, either way, it’ll be worth it in the end. Every memory. Every laugh. Every single thing we do I’ll remember because that’s what I do best - remember. It’s funny how everything seems to repeat. The summer air is back once again, and so is the love that was found in the summer heat. I think it’s safe to say that it’s our time now - we’ll always have the summer.
You’re so beautiful to me and you make me feel like something special. Thank you.
"Some people think love is the end of the road, and if you’re lucky enough to find it, you stay there. Other people say it just becomes a cliff you drive off. But most people who’ve been around a while know it’s just a thing that changes day by day. And depending on how much you fight for it, you get it or you hold onto it or you lose it. But sometimes it’s never even there in the first place."
What do you think is easier? Knowing you’re going to die on a certain date and time, or
knowing it might happen any moment when you least expect it?
