I think you might be one of the nicest and most genuine people I’ve ever met and I wish I had met you earlier. I met you recently through a mutual friend. We were recently single. I have a pretty good memory, and I immediately recognized you from around campus. I thought you were cute.
I catch you staring at me almost everytime you walk by my office at work and that’s at least 5 times a day, 3 times a week. Sometimes you even turn your head to look at me because your going the opposite way. When I catch you looking, you look away really fast. I won’t
To the one who broke my heart, To say that you broke my heart is an understatement, you destroyed it and destroyed part of me with it. While I have rebuilt my life and created a new one, there is still a part of me that I will never get back. You took it from
Lately, I find myself thinking of you a lot more. So, when I do this, I write, I write to you knowing you will never see this, knowing it’s a pointless and wasteful use of words. But, it helps thinking that maybe one day you will read this, maybe one day you will see how
I haven’t met you yet, but I think about you nearly 24/7. These days, I feel like there’s nothing more left in life, nothing more to expect, no wondrous unexpected twist of fate, no crazy adventure. That’s what I crave, an adventure, a story, an incredible journey. Until we meet my life will be dull
What is a heart when it is true, Does it consist more to who you give it to, What about all the promise, love, and care, Is this really going to get me anywhere, Who do you give it to? How do you know? Is it the thought that counts or s it for show,