// ohhh me, oh my..//

I just want to be yours, and I want you to be mine; I’d constantly give to you, but I wouldn’t mind. You’re perfect for me in almost every which way & it kills me to think that there quite literally is no way that this is going to play out like it does everyday in my head. I live my life excited for the next time I get to see you, and then realize that I’m not actually living my life at all. It’s simple, you see? The only way my life’s going to be complete is if you’re permanently a part of it.

Just because something’s different doesn’t mean that everything that’s different is the same; in that case, you wouldn’t be you.

I feel like I screw up a lot of things. But I’m genuine in the things I say and I can only hope that people will see that sometime soon.