tormfall

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I used to love so strongly.

Have love. Feel love. Give love.

I didn’t even know it existed.

And then it kind of exploded out of me. At an alarming rate. That was all consuming and non able to be tamed.

I used to love so damn much.

I loved her with everything I had.

(I worry sometimes that I still do)

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I hope you get home and remember everything we had and everything we could have. I hope you get home and remember how good we had it and how perfect we fit together. I hope you get home and remember how we slow danced in that kitchen while cooking dinner and how we held each other in bed night after night under a pile of blankets. The same bed that you’ll then be sleeping in, with the same blankets wrapped around you. I hope they make you remember me. I hope they make you remember everything good. I really hope you get home and remember what you felt for me. I really hope you realise that feeling never left. God, I hope you remember.

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Little things mean the most, always.

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i’m definitely the girlfriend that rubs your back under your shirt in public just because i miss the feel of your skin

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It’s important to understand how your partner likes to be loved

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“If you leave her, make sure she’s not the love of your life. Otherwise you will meet her one day, on an autumn street, yellow leaves blowing about her, her arms full of her child and a happy marriage. And she will as you expectantly, her eyes gleaming, hoping you found happiness too, “What did you trade me for?” And you will not be able to answer. Because all you traded true love in for is empty hands and a half full life.”

— Nikita Gill

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can’t wait to be making breakfast for my wife while she sits on the kitchen counter in my sweatshirt and underwear

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“I wonder what it’s like being 28 and waking up knowing you’re going to ask her to marry you tonight. I wonder what it’s like being 30 and waking up to her gone for the week on a work trip and having the entire bed to yourself for the first time in ages so you starfish the fuck out of it, but somehow drift over to their side because you already miss them. I wonder what it’s like being 42 and waking up for work content that the same pair of tired eyes as yesterday, and the day before that, and for the past 13 years, still look at you like you have the ability to reverse time and stop the sun from rising any higher, then you could both stay in bed. You blink, smile, and kiss her forehead softly as a reply, silently acknowledging your shared distaste for mornings, but not apologizing for wanting to wake up to those eyes again tomorrow. I wonder what it’s like being 49 and waking up beside someone who still makes you nervous when they look at you that close up in the morning, especially now that you’re nearing 50 and fully aware of the wrinkles you have and the ones on the way. I wonder what it’s like being 61 and waking up at 2pm because you were too sore and sickly to get out of bed that morning, but when you hear her key in the door after coming back from the store with some medicine, your favourite soup and a kiss, it still makes your heart beat fast enough to propel you off the bed and into her healing arms. I wonder what it’s like being 87 and waking up next to an undisturbed pillow and an unwrinkled half of a quilt because she died 2 years ago, peacefully in her sleep. It was just her time to go. I wonder what it’s like to live life in that much love. And when you do, I wonder what it’s like to lose it to something as trivial as your body passing through time. It’s heartbreaking that the body can’t last as long as the love between two people. But it’s also kind of beautiful that love transcends physical nature. All we can do is experience it while it’s here and while it lasts.”

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A lasting love. (via thereisagreatperhaps)

Hit me hard

(via woahhitsjenna)

This made me cry

(via superfreakinlonely)

I found it.

(via heathsbian)

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I ordered u a book tonight for your birthday. I think it’s super sweet and loving and if u made me anything like that with that much effort put into it i would bawl. I worked on it for 2 weeks. It is loving and beautiful. It is my soul entirely exposed to you. I’m scared. We argued earlier. You keep bashing me down. For everything and anything. I am constantly in the wrong. Constantly apologising. I can’t keep going on like this. You are tearing me apart emotionally. I am so scared that I won’t get everything I talked about in the book I made. I want it all so much. But for the first time ever, I think maybe it isn’t the healthiest path for me. Not like this. I can’t go on with you destroying my emotional sanity like this. I’m terrified you’re gonna push me to breaking point too soon.

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“Call me and tell me you miss me. Call me and tell me I’m on your mind as much as you are on mine.”

— (via flame)

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