you’re giving up already. you said you didn’t want to give up quickly. why are you doing this? we knew it was going to be hard but we made a deliberate decision to give it a go, to at least try to make it work… just for you to let go so soon, before we’ve even really tried. cool. (you said we’ve “lost it” after a month of no contact…but have you forgotten, I waited a month to hear from you when you had no internet? and when we finally got to talk…this.) sometimes I think you don’t think things through entirely.
there she goes
Katii / 20 / Storyteller / Photographer / Arts lover / Adventure seeker / Still figuring things out
-I'm inspired by so much. This is my creative outlet, where I express my joie de vivre, wanderlust, thoughts, & anything else I come across.
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Staring out the window and singing a sad song that I now understand.
Payphone - Maroon 5 cover
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“cause like, I hadn’t heard from you in a month when you said you needed ‘space’…wut?” (my version)
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I don’t wanna be someone who walks away so easily
I’m here to stay and make the difference that I can make
Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use
The tools and gifts we got, yeah, we got a lot at stakeAnd in the end, you’re still my friend at least we did intend
For us to work we didn’t break, we didn’t burn
We had to learn how to bend without the world caving in
I had to learn what I’ve got, and what I’m not, and who I amI won’t give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I’m giving you all my love
I’m still looking up, still looking up.I won’t give up on us
God knows I’m tough enough
We’ve got a lot to learn
God knows we’re worth it— I didn’t think you’d give up on us so quickly -
I think Skype dates are cursed for me. People continually forget them or are so late that we have like 10 minutes to talk. People I love, I mean. And I still love them obviously. But it stings. I am in so many long-distance relationships. This ALWAYS happens to me. This is why it hurts being someone who really cares. That’s a misnomer, actually…I’m sure they care. But too often I feel like I’m the one who is fully invested.
I want to cry. I don’t say that a lot.
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How do I tell you that
-I’m hurt that you got irrationally angry at something you simply misunderstood (especially when I waited patiently for a month to hear from you at all)
-I think you’re wonderful
-I wonder if you think about me/miss me like I think about you/miss you (even though I spend all my hours working)
-I want us to make a really freakin solid effort to make this work because it is possible
-I hope you remember all the good times because there were so many this summer
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this is falling in love in the cruelest way
this is falling for you and you are worlds away -
Today it’s been three weeks since I’ve heard from you…
you really need to fix your internet.
When I first got home at the start of September it seemed I could barely get the distance off my mind…
now I’ve been working constantly so that’s been distracting me a lot.
But I mean, three weeks is a long time.
Say hi soon?
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SCOTLAND,
please get your shit together. By that, I mean your internet, because I would really like to hear from my phone-data-less/internet-less boyfriend.
Thank you,
disgruntled Internet-possessing U.S. resident
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rawrawrawrawr
can’t sleep
rawrawrawrawr
miss everyone
rawrawrawrawr
especially you
rawrawrawrawr
frustration (by several definitions)
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It is only September.
I don’t know how many seasons
I will be allowed to love you yet.
What I do know is that you have flown
one thousand Miles to stand in my kitchen,
dropping chocolate chips into pumpkin pancakes
like arranging freckles for the face of a perfect child.
Feeding me the extra semisweet moles.
I don’t yet know for how many years
you might flip me pancakes for.
If you will still love me when that blonde tree
sheds her Hollywood wig. If we will make it
to the season of the blueberries, but I don’t care.
The tree is a pin-up girl posing outside my window
and you’re only looking at me. Every latte in this city
smells like the only fruit in the world
we carve faces from. Tell me
might that be something?— Megan Falley, “A Simple Love Poem” (via fleurishes) -
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We went from seeing someone every day, 24 hrs/day, for 3 months to NEVER (due to an ocean) and not even getting to talk much (due to time difference and working a lot)…and it sucks…but I’m sticking with it anyway.
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