dearoldlove:

Nobody deserves this much space in my head. But I give it to you anyway. 

dearoldlove:

I am glad you don’t have a Facebook account so I can post my true feelings there, and then rant and rave when you don’t see them, in complete safety from you seeing them.

dearoldlove:

I haven’t been in touch with you for years. Haven’t seen you for even longer. I still think of you about thirty times a day.

dearoldlove:

I dreamed you got over your bitterness and we talked like normal people. 

That moment when two friends aren’t just two friends, but something a little more.

When hearts say one thing, but the mind says another.

It’s a tug of war between the two.

“If I’m not your lover, If I’m not your friend…”

Crazy isn’t it? I know a few of us have experienced it once.

It’s all in the way you carry yourself & your eloquent use of words.

NOTHING ELSE MATTERS.

THERE IS NO ROOM FOR SUPERFICIAL INSECURITIES.