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07 February 2017 @ 07:43 pm
Dear god
Give me strength
Cause as it is
I can barely breath
Current Mood: crushedcrushed
04 January 2017 @ 05:25 pm
Why haven't you learnt...
You may really love him, but you gotta learn how to love right.
Being jealous of possibilities is crazy making.
He has not done a thing to not deserving your trust.
Please stop thinking that he will abandon you. He is not like those you once knew. And even if he does, it might be triggered by how you deal with thing.
Haven't you been hurt enough?
Why are you making someone so sincere now so scared to say things to you.
All because of your reaction.
Pamper your inner child Aida.
Love her enough.
Tell her that everything happens for a reason.
Things might last. Or not.
Doesn't mean your life would continue or stop depending on it.
You are precious.
Love yourself more than this...
Love yourself the same way you love him.
And trust him as you trust yourself.
Current Mood: disappointeddisappointed
14 December 2016 @ 04:11 pm
I hope he calls you in the morning
after a night of sleeping in a big, empty bed
Just to say good morning
Just to hear your voice
as it is the only wake up call
he needs.

I hope he cooks you breakfast
Knowing how you like your eggs
how you take your coffee
how little or how much you wish to speak.
I hope he cooks you dinner, too
For no reason at all.

I hope he holds your hand proudly
as you walk through a room
of people you don’t know.

I hope he builds you up
until you are standing on a pedestal
of your own creation.

I hope he encourages you to make art
take risks
travel the world
be alone—
always knowing that you’ll be back
home in his warm embrace
as long as his heart is open.

I hope he wears his heart on his sleeve
and is not shy
to adorn yours
as well.

I hope he is the kind of person
who, when presented with the ocean,
will not shy away
from diving in
to ride the waves.

I hope he is all of himself
unafraid to own
his stories
no matter how dark they may seem.

I hope he can see that all of you
is in the stars
poking through
the dark sky
of your past.

I hope he is not scared
by your ability to choose growth
your ability to not be held hostage
by the person you were yesterday
last week
last year.

I hope his attention span
is as long as every word
that exits your mouth
your heart.
I hope that he hears your truth
and meets it with gratitude
for your vulnerability.

I hope he loves you
in a way you didn’t know love existed.
For you have only seen love
in other places
with shaky ground that fell
beneath your hopeful feet.

This is who I hope
for you—
Because you are worthy
of being loved
by a heart so bright
the sun blushes
in admiration.


Author: Annabelle Blythe

*and i hope he loves me like this...