Come touch the space that you left behind,
Come touch me again,
They say their laugh is the purest of all, the love of your life wistfully taken over by infectious giggling, and it’s true. His red cheeks and full smile, the music he releases with each new chuckle, the orchestra of our laughter together echoed in the bathroom as I clench my butt cheeks together so tight it makes him keel over. That is love.
“Stop fuckin playing with me and my name!
Now let me get back to healing.”
-L Boogie aka Lady Hussle
everyone knows this is the best song off Dedicated <3
“The pain is worse when you have no right to feel it.”
I want to write something so raw and real about love that people see it in its tainted glory and still refuse to look away.
- oh, I so wish to write that, r.a.
Cuando tratas, cuando lo intentas todo, y todo se resume en no haber logrado nada, no importa cuanto luches, no cuentan tus ganas; entonces el desánimo es gigante porque parece ser que entre más te esfuerces menos resulta.
Real love does not punish. It does not misunderstand. It does not offend. It does not neglect. It does not betray. It does not run away. It does not make promises it does not keep. It does not hide you. It does not hide from you. It does not cause you harm. It does not cause you pain. It does not control you. It does not bring you down. It does not hold you back. Real love does not hold back. Real love is not apathetic. Real love does not dismiss your wants and your needs. Real love does not endanger you.
Real love rewards. It understands. It defends. It attends. It’s loyal. It’s present. It keeps it’s promises. It celebrates you. It celebrates because of you. It brings you pleasure. It brings you happiness. It liberates you. It brings you up. It holds onto you. Real love pushes you forward. Real love has empathy. Real love accommodates your wants and needs. Real love keeps you safe.Real love is not perfect. Perfection is not the necessity of real love. Perfection is material. Perfection is superficial. Real love is neither of these. It takes work. It endures and it fights. It is emotional. It is spiritual. Real love knows imperfections and ascends beyond, and in spite of, them. Real love makes mistakes and grows from and because of them. If it wrongs you, it holds itself accountable. Real love is a process. It learns. It does not have a dead line. It is a commitment. Compassion, Progress and Support are the foundations on which love should exist.
Above all else real love does not diminish. It does not die. It strengthens and lives eternal.
Sacrifices? Holding on? What’s the difference for what is worth suffering for? Well
Holding up for somebody that you just love so much you can’t live without
Holding up for somebody that does and will hold up for you as much or more than you do.
True love is a balance one, never a one sided.
Do not fear your uncertainties // for things that are salty mix harmoniously with sweet
JACOB LATIMORE : REAL LOVE
Honestly, I don’t blame you. It’s not your fault, it’s mine. I didn’t plan on liking you, it just sort of happened that way, I’m sorry about that.
P.S I Love You