His hello was the end of her endings
Her laugh was their first step down the aisle
His hand would be hers to hold forever
His forever was as simple as her smile
He said she was what was missing
She said instantly she knew
She was a question to be answered
And his answer was “I do”
1. you cannot change him. he wears his confidence as his armor, carves swords out of his sharp tongue, feigns ignorance when it works best for him. he is not stupid, but he is just a boy.
2. the world is his stage. peter pan’s imagination sprouts flowers, and when he offers you the bouquet, accept them. curtsy, pull the cotton folds of your nightgown like an accordion. don’t worry, he can hear it — he always does. to love peter pan, you must play with him. laughter is the first step in staying a child forever.
3. you must become a wonderful storyteller, and you must tell them to him — read them backwards, forwards, recite them as you drift to sleep and continue in the morning. cinderella, sleeping beauty, snow white — he wants them with all the greed of a little boy. alter the endings — stories where princesses gut the villains like fish right alongside the prince. and no one falls in love, but they live happily ever after regardless. you have to pretend it doesn’t bother you.
4. understand he will not love you back. well ––––– he says he doesn’t know what love is (there is that willful ignorance, you realize.) love is something for adults, apparently — he’ll have absolutely no part in it. but you catch the smiles, the admiration, his very own brand of boyish kindness. understand it’s all he has wants to give. for a while, it should be enough.
Thank you all for being part of this blog, one way or another. Thank you for sharing it, enjoying it, contributing to it and thank you, most of all, to show enough interest to follow it for so long, It’s all thanks to you, that it lasted as long as it did.
It has been quite a ride and although it’s always sad when something ends, nothing can go on forever. This blog was my first baby steps onto tumblr and I have learned so much through it. I have met so many wonderful people as well as said goodbye to them.
Thank you all. Keep on rocking and keep on enjoying the wonders you create as well as found shared by others.
I love you, like a lot. I miss you, so much. I want to kiss you, as much as I can. I want to hug you, as long as I can. I want to do everything with you, until my last breath. But with all these, all I can just do is to patiently wait. That excruciating non stop ticking of the clock. The long hours, days, weeks, months of waiting and hoping to see you, hug you, kiss you, touch you in person not in front of a laptop but only air and centimeters of space between us. If waiting is what it takes or my first step of being with you forever, I’ll be willing to wait.