You ever sat back and realized how much you allowed yourself to suffocate at one point in time because you were too kind?
One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’
- “Pull over. Let me drive for awhile.”
- “It reminded me of you.”
- “No, no, it’s my treat.”
- “Come here. Let me fix it.”
- “I’ll walk you home.”
- “Have a good day at work.”
- “I dreamt about you last night.”
- “Take my seat.”
- “I saved a piece for you.”
- “I’m sorry for your loss.”
- “You can have half.”
- “Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.”
- “Sorry I’m late.”
- “Can I have this dance?”
- “I made your favourite.”
- “It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”
- “Watch your step.”
- “Here, drink this. You’ll feel better.”
- “Can I hold your hand?”
- “You can borrow mine.”
- “You might like this.”
- “It’s not heavy. I’m stronger than I look.”
- “I’ll wait.”
- “Just because.”
- “Look both ways.”
- “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
- “Try some.”
- “Drive safely.”
- “Well, what do you want to do?”
- “One more chapter.”
- “Don’t worry about me.”
- “It looks good on you.”
- “Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”
- “That’s okay, I bought two.”
- “After you.”
- “We’ll figure it out.”
- “Can I kiss you?”
- “I like your laugh.”
- “Don’t cry.”
- “I made this for you.”
- “Go back to sleep.”
- “Is this okay?”
- “I picked these for you.”
- “I’ll drive you to the hospital.”
- “What do you want to watch?”
- “You can go first.”
- “Did you get my letter?”
- “I’ll do it for you.”
- “Call me when you get home.”
- “I think you’re beautiful.”
- “Are you sure?”
- “Have fun.”
- “Sit down, I’ll get it.”
- “I made reservations.”
- “I don’t mind.”
- “It brings out your eyes.”
- “There is enough room for both of us.”
- “You don’t have to say anything.”
- “Wow.”
- “Happy birthday.”
- “I’ll pick it up after work.”
- “It can wait until tomorrow.”
- “Cross my heart and hope to die.”
- “It’s two sugars, right?”
- “I’ll help you study.”
- “Stay over.”
- “I did the dishes.”
- “You didn’t have to ask.”
- “I bought you a ticket.”
- “You’re warm.”
- “No reason.”
- “I’ll meet you halfway.”
- “Take mine.”
- “We can share.”
- “I was just thinking about you.”
- “I want you to have this.”
- “Call me if you need anything.”
- “Do you want to come too?”
- “I’ll still be here when you’re ready.”
- “Is your seatbelt on?”
- “Sweet dreams.”
- “I was in the neighbourhood.”
- “Stay there. I’m coming to get you.”
- “The key is under the mat.”
- “It doesn’t bother me.”
- “You’re important too.”
- “I saved you a seat.”
- “I’ll see you later.”
- “I noticed.”
- “You can tell me anything.”
- “I hope you like it.”
- “I want you to be happy.”
- “I believe in you.”
- “You can do it.”
- “Good luck.”
- “I brought you an umbrella.”
- “I’ll pick you up at the airport.”
- “Take a deep breath.”
- “Be careful.”
And…
100. “I love you.”
Love
“It’s no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn’t even speak to each other if they met at a party.”
— Nick Hornby (via quotebookshelf)
You’re something else baby girl, everything I envisioned and that much more.
“I am angry that I starved my brain and that I sat shivering in my bed at night instead of dancing or reading poetry or eating ice cream or kissing a boy or maybe a girl with gentle lips and strong hands.”
— Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls (via coyotegold)
“You silly little girl, you think you’ve survived so long that survival shouldn’t hurt anymore. You keep trying to turn your body bullet proof. You keep trying to turn your heart bomb shelter. You silly thing. You are soft and alive. You bruise and heal. Cherish it. It is what you are born to do.”
— Clementine von Radics (via wakeupboo)
“It’s been 71 days and my love for you is still growing. And I can tell it will continue to grow. It’s been 71 days, but it’s felt like a hundred and fifty. I still can’t believe how short the time is we’ve been together because it’s felt like months and months and months of being with you, and learning with you, and being loved by you. And I hope one day time catches up with how we really feel, and the 150 days I feel like I’ve already spent with you on this 71st day will finally arrive. And on that 150th day, I will feel as if I have spent 300 days with you, and then time will need to catch up again. I hope it will keep trying to catch up with us, yet never actually do. Like a game of cat and mouse - we will be elusive. For once, Father Time will not slip through our fingers. We will slip through his. But they say the brighter the fire burns, the faster it turns to dust. And lord knows we started a bush fire exactly 35 days after our eyes first locked across the table when you told me that funny story about the girl that kissed your lips before I did. So baby, please, remember to keep adding fuel to the fire and keep planting trees to make sure the forest never burns to the ground. Because I don’t want this to be another mistake. I don’t want us to make another lesson out of each other. I no longer intend to be reduced to ashes by love. Instead, I want you to hold my hand as we choke on the fumes of our bush fire, while your other hand continues to make it blaze big. The flames will keep licking at our feet. Forever burning hot on our skin. Until, one day, we will learn how to breathe with smoke in our lungs, and I will have stopped trying to keep track of time.”
— Sade Andria Zabala | Thought of the Day (via surfandwrite)
i love when dudes are like “of course i respect women, i have a sister and a niece” like what does that even mean. there isn’t a person on this planet who isn’t related to a woman like what is Your Point
“Ask any woman & she’ll tell you why Eve bit / into that apple. Why she chose the universe instead / of you.”
— Topaz Winters, from “Witch in Red,” published in heather press (via lifeinpoetry)
“Something like sunlight, with no concrete to block it in.”
— Z.R. Ellor, from “Like Sunshine, Like Concrete”
“Not for lack of trying, I cannot smooth over the ripples that this disaster of a heartbreak has caused. The rough edges have become the only surface my fingertips have ever known. To be blank again would mean repeating every mistake that ever taught me how to survive.”
“now that you’re with me i might even let you teach me how to tread water”
— Wanda Coleman, from “Beaches. Why I Don’t Care For Them”
“Do not, for one second, presume that this body was ever yours to break.”
“‘Does it always feel like this?’ you asked me, your hand pressing down upon a burning chest. I did not want to tell you that some heartbreaks leave deeper marks than others, that there are memories seared so far into your past that you cannot meet someone new without wondering how much destruction they will inflict.”
“I want to be the carefree night spent walking down an empty 2 a.m. road, the ache in your stomach and tears in your eyes from laughing so hard at absolutely nothing. I want to be the ultimate release, your best way of letting go.”
“Closure may very well be the tiny voice in your head, as you rest your exhausted mind in the crater of your pillow; the voice that grows in volume, until you wake up and decide you are done feeling sorry for yourself. You are finished wallowing in the situation that can only change when the stronger version of yourself decides it will.”
“Lately, something has taken hold / of me—not hunger, not shame. It is like a flower / blooming in the injury.”
— — Richie Hofmann, from “Blue Anther,” A Hundred Lovers
Ada Limón, from “Forgiveness”
[text ID: And aren’t we all alone in the end? / You put your head for a moment against my chest. / Then, all I could hear was our breathing, and I understood / we were both human and animal-hearted, / bound to the blades, and bound to outrun them.]
