Category : Diary/Journal

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Lately I've been feeling discontented with myself. Our separation has caused a rise of long avoided emotions. Dwelling in my mind searching for memories of a time when we were truly happy. Overflowing with abundant love blissfully innocent and naively trusting. Yearning for the days before life got in the way and are troubled past stumbled into corrupt our future. Longing for the playful nights we spent in bed laughing and her quirky inside jokes. Running my fingers across you everywhere memorizing every inch of you and every hair. Missing those moments of silence and art with me writing and watching those cute faces you make while you strum on your guitar. I try to remember these times and focus on the good things we once shared. But oh my the bad memories are always right there. A haunting silhouette towering inside my mind ready to reveal itself at any time. Regardless of our mistakes imperfections and insecurities there's not another living soul that I would want to share an experience these things with and there's no one else I want at my side to face whatever the future holds for us. To me love is never giving up it's helping each other to grow pushing one another to be better and sometimes it means holding up one another when we feel like one of us is too weak to go on. I know we are too fucked up broken people but our broken pieces fit together in perfectly. I'm hopeful we'll last so we take our last breath. I love you always never not forever no matter what we ride or die