Intimacy is not who you let touch you. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.
I know you move your fingers when you sleep because I have felt them move and I know I must do the same.
And I must wonder how many times we have unconsciously, in dreams or nightmares, reached for each other’s hands and never even known.
071314: Today I turned 22 and here’s another beautiful #sunset I and the people I love have witnessed. Today, I have turned another year older, yes. Today and all the days after, I am and will forever be blessed.
Before you say yes, get him angry. See him scared, see him wanting, see him sick. Stress changes a person. Find out if he drinks and if he does, get him drunk - you’ll learn more about his sober thoughts. Discover his addictions. See if he puts you in front of them. You can’t change people, baby girl. If they are made one way, it doesn’t just wear off. If you hate how he acts when he’s out of it now, you’re going to hate it much worse eight years down the road. You might love him to bits but it doesn’t change that some people just don’t fit.
The longer I live the more my mind dwells upon the beauty and wonder of the world… I have loved the feel of the grass under my feet, and the sound of the running streams by my side. The hum of the wind in the treetops has always been good music to me, and the face of the fields has often comforted me more than the faces of men. I am in love with this world…I have tilled its soil, I have gathered its harvest, I have waited upon its seasons, and always have I reaped what I have sown. I have climbed its mountains, roamed its forests, sailed its waters, crossed its deserts, felt the sting of its frosts, the oppression of its heats, the drench of its rains, the fury of its winds, and always have beauty and joy waited upon my goings and comings
When it comes to finding the right person, it all comes down to how well they know you, and how well they would be willing to get to know you. Finding a person who would understand your faults and love you for every single one of them. Someone who will cherish their time with you, and never doubt that you cherish your time with them. The person that can fight with you and hurt you, but still be there for you through thick and thin. It may not be the good guy, that makes things easy, but it’s the right guy, the one that you love, and you know who loves you back.
I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that.