It’s been quite a while since I have written, but it seems that my inch to write has emerged today just by a simple phrase that was mentioned in one of my tv specials. I was watching this show with nothing but my thoughts and no real intention of getting in to deep when one phrase broke it off. I quickly dismissed it from my mind, but all it did was bring the goosebumps, the chills, the heart beating, the nostalgia, the uncontrollable desire to express my true feelings. I mean its like this everyday without certain aspects, but there are definitely times where I want to burst or scream. I must say that I have tried to try a different approach and move on, but it seems that it was not sufficient. I mean just last week, I was having some very vivid and wonderful dreams every night for, i believe almost a week. I sensed that perhaps it was that meu amor bonito was thinking of me. I tried to brush that off as just a mere coincidence for I even was going about my days trying not to think of her every minute of every day from the moment I wake up to the moment I go to sleep. Well that week wasn’t the only thing that was flooding the corridors of my heart and mind, it was the simplest things that was reminding me of you, of us, of just everything. It was worse than any other time that I can think of. When I mean worse, I don’t mean it in the sense that it was bad, on the contrary I was more than wondering why I was being bombarded this way and what I didn’t appreciate most about it was that I didn’t get to have this wonderful human being whose thoughts and wonder accompany me on my life journey, in my arms to love and to hold and to say everything that was on my mind. I know that she is the one and that we are meant to be, but at times you can’t help, but feel scared because we are friends, which I have always wanted was to be back in her life, but I am afraid that we will only be just friends. Although when we do hang out, we act more than friends. I can sense that there is a strong attraction. There is still something there that we definitely try to hide. I know for me that I hide my true feelings, but I can also sense it in her when there is something, but like me hide it. But sometimes, I want to show her my feelings. All I can do is just be the friend that she needs, and I love that she can confide in me and I in her. We have to start from the beginning, growing in trust, respect and more. Take it a day at a time because the best things in life take time to develop. The best is yet to come.
REBLOG AND SEE IF YOU GET A COLOR.
PURPLE: I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
YELLOW: I wish we were friends in real life.
RED: i love you
GREY: I wish we talk more and being friend
TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we met
PINK: I love your blog it’s one of my favourite
TEAL: You annoy me at times.
BLUE: You are my tumblr crush.
ORANGE: I don’t like your blog.
WHITE: MARRY ME PLEASE.
GREEN: I think you’re cute.
BLACK: I would date you
BROWN: I don’t like you.
Where can I find solace when all I see are pieces of you everywhere I go. Where can I find solace to scream out my love when I can’t yet find my voice
i still have an extra copy of BITWC graphic novel oh my goodness.
HOLY FUCK THE NOTES.
HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THE NOTES
reblog EVERY TIME THIS IS ON YOUR DASH .
If you follow me and you don’t reblog this, we’re gonna have a little issue.
I will 500% judge you if you don’t Reblog
More people reblogged this than there are in my state??
It’s human rights