boyfriend-shorts

I think once you move on, you start to see the person as less and you thought they where. They aren’t a hurricane of heart break or a glorious ocean any more. Their eyes don’t remind you of chocolate or the sky, and their presence doesn’t make your heart skip an extra beat. They just become a person who loved you a little less than you loved them.
—  11:02 - wish we were just strangers
I know, you think my generation doesn’t give two fucks about anyone else but themselves. but honestly why should we. everyone we loved left us for someone better, someone with longer legs or bigger bank balances. everyone we respected disappointed us by weaving us in a myriad of lies. everyone we idolised betrayed us. in a generation where everyone is letting everyone down, everyone is too stressed or too anxious, do you except us to care about other people. do you expect us to protect people from drowning when we dont even know how to swim. do you expect us to save lives when we want to end our own. do you expect us to love when our own hearts have been shattered into pieces. do you actually except us to give fucks about anyone but ourselves.
—  i am sorry i am selfish
find love. find love like the one you dreamed of as a five year old which involves flowers and dates and promises. and for a minute just forget what happened in your last relationship. find love like the one that existed in the fairy tales books your father used to read out to you everyday before bed. find love you believe in. find love you want to write stories and poems about. find love you’d tell your daughter to chase. find love you would choose without having second thoughts. find love you just don’t just have to settle for. find love worth waiting for. find love.
—  find love/random thoughts
the day we break up, that day forth, i can’t tell you how I feel. i am not even entitled to know how you feel. but that doesn’t mean i would stop loving you. but that doesn’t mean my heart would beat any slower when i hear your name.but that doesn’t mean i’d stop hoping its a text from you every time my phone vibrates. but that doesn’t mean i stop loving you. it means i no longer can tell you i love you. and that sucks. because it means i no longer can hear you stay those words to me.
—  the day we break up// lessons for karan
You know if your girlfriend asks you to hold her hand or buy her flowers, its never really about those things. its about how she wants to feel special every once in a while. she wants to be taken by surprise. she just wants to feel loved. Its about those thing. so hold her hand in public unexpectedly or get her flowers without telling her today.
—  I hope he buys you flowers and holds your hand.
And if one day she leaves you, just know that it probably took everything in her to walk away.
She doesn’t just give up on people like that,
and god that was one of the things I loved about her…
—  a poem by someone who once loved me,
a.a.