I love him to the moon and back, I have since the second week I knew him. I honestly could not imagine my life without him. He’s my absolute everything and I wouldn’t change that for anything!! I’m the luckiest and happiest girl in the world. We’ve been together since August 9th of 2010 and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him! :) <3
by sarinaxoxx
He makes me smile. <3
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It may not be the best picture but its the picture of us hugging after he graduated. It took him a lot of hard work to get his grades up enough to walk but he did it just like I knew he would.
We’ve came a long way since we met in January. We have been through everything imaginable together but all it has done is bring us that much closer. Since 3.22.11 I have known that he is something special.
Even if were miles apart right now, I love you. Nothings ever going to change that and no ones ever gonna love you more then I do. ♥
what are you saying…
i’m on to you.
People break up for a million different reasons. Even after lasting for a long time, problems can still come up. People can still show a dark side. Or it could be that there has been a problem their entire relationship, and they were both just hoping it would go away with time when it didn’t. There’s a million reasons why people break up.
I agree, it’s hard to find couples that really last these days, but it also depends on the person. I know that over a year is a while to last, but others may think that lasting for just three months is a long time and worth celebrating. Maybe that’s even part of the problem, I don’t know. But we shouldn’t let it get us down, because for every couple that breaks up, there’s one that lasts forever. :)
People might think being in a love triangle is awesome. It’s really not. It really sucks to know you have two hearts in your hand and you’re going to have to hurt one. It’s torturous.
He might not be my forever, but right now he is the strength I need to carry on.
@kidpaulxw and @caseychin
I call him Yogi and he calls be Boo Boo. He’s my best friend, my boyfriend, and my Love.. To Infinity and Beyond.
This is my absolute favorite picture of us.. taken at Mt. Soledad in La Jolla, CA by @phillycariaso.
I miss you all at once.
Too busy to remember, I rarely have time to reminisce about what wasn’t.
But then I stop.
It hits me.
It hurts.
The memories shake me and I feel your hand in mine and the way that I would lay curled up in your blankets while the record would spin and you would softly sing along. You were the first guy to make me breakfast and bed and the way you took so much time to make sure it was perfect even thought it was early and we were both so sleepy made me smile like nothing before.
There wasn’t a single part of those two weeks that I didn’t love.
I don’t know why I let all of it go but then I hear a song or find a reminder of you and everything that happened, so quickly, that it comes back and I don’t know what to do anymore but feel like our time is up and that is all I get.
I play songs you taught me about at bars when I go out because you’re the only guy I want to be drinking with and the only one who would rather talk about philosophy and life and religion and where we do or dont’ fit than what I’m wearing or Jersey Shore or something mundane like every other person I seem to meet.
But it’s over.
It was over before I had a chance to really enjoy it and I feel like I lost something.
This bed isn’t like yours. It’s small and uncomfortable, the springs poking into my back as I toss and turn, restless, exhausted. I can’t fall into it like I did yours, the way I would come in after a night of adventures and just fall onto those blankets as you put on another record and shared with me your favorite songs. You taught me about Dylan and Zepplin and Floyd. I found my voice in those old records. The blues shook me the night my parents kicked me out of my house and I had nowhere to go. You took me out to that old dam and we listened to Frontier Ruckus and I felt such a spark when you told me to come home and just fall asleep next to you.
You bought me my first legal beer at 2 in the afternoon, just because you had a short break from work and I happened to run into you. You didn’t hate me when I made a fool of myself at my 21st brithday party and that weekend away from you in Austin was the longest of my life because I knew that those three days were three I’d never get back and were pushing me closer to being here in NYC without you. I know that sounds silly. I know that I sound insane. But tonight it hit me all at once that those few days were probably all I would ever get with you.
I don’t even know if I’ll see you again but I can’t shake this feeling that I need to see you again.
The thought of having no more late night trips to that dinky bar on Highway 80 or those stolen kisses that you were so great at surprising me with makes me crazy.
I’ve been feeling lately that maybe I am not meant to have a real, traditional relationship but, damnit, you were the closest I ever got to being happy this summer and I think there’s more to it than you just being there for me when everything with my lovelife fell apart.
I depended on you to pick up the pieces and you did more than that.
Now I’m still somewhat broken but I am so confused and so lost and all I know is that I want to tell you how much I miss you. I want you to know that I need you here, I need those nights wasted on cheap drinks and good music and the way that you made everything disappear when I was around you.
Our last night together you knew I was falling apart. I hated leaving that morning. Throughout the night I could feel your hand stroking my arm and soft kisses on my head but you kept telling me that we should just enjoy the simplicity of what we had and not linger and just hope something happens later on.
I turned away and cried softly into your pillow. Waking up that morning was the hardest thing I had to do all summer. I would have stayed there for you if I had a choice. You didn’t even give me the goodbye you expected, pulling that old, shitty car of yours over on the side of my road just a few yards away from my house to kiss me. We were so busy that we didn’t notice that truck pull up behind us, ending it all a bit short as we puttered along to my driveway for one last goodbye.
Three or four times we’ve talked, but I know you’re busy. I’m busy too.
But it hit me tonight that I didn’t know how much you meant to me until I had to leave you behind.
“You have 13 days to make an impression”, I told you the night we talked about Reggae Pie and coffee and coincidence at that coffeeshop when we met.
You made an impression.
I rarely reblog anything, but I have to make an exception for this post. It is absolutely beautiful. She poured her very heart and soul into this. Life is filled with bittersweet tales like this and to be honest I hope at least once in my life I can feel all of this. I want to be able to say to someone “I can’t help falling in love with you.”
http://fuckyeahhlove.tumblr.com/post/1301314878/its-been-1-600-days-since-ive-seen-you
I submitted this post about a year ago, and am about to get on a train and go to the airport to see this boy for the first time in about 5 or 6 years. I’m nervous as anything, but cannot wait to be in his arms again <3
by neverasyoung
“the best relationships are the ones you never expected to be in; the ones that swept you off your feet & challenged every view you had.” ♥
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her: none
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Not mine. Credit to Natural-Touch Photography.
It’s been about 7 months. 4 more months to go.
This isn’t your typical hollywood boy-meets-girl-and-fall-in-love relationship. It’s a story about going through hardship, heartache, pain and how in the end, I can say for sure that it’s worth every single teardrop.To keep it short, I met him and at first I kept a distance away from him because I thought he was dangerous. I was right. Soon after we started talking we ended up dating. There was a lot of hardship, a few break ups here and there at the beginning and it was hard for us both to stay faithful.
But after everything we went through, we started falling more in love with each other and now we enjoy a happy healthy relationship. It was a nightmare and a drama/soap opera that sent us both into a lot of problematic situations. Some of my friends don’t like him, some of them do and it’s hard for me to cope but it’s definitely better.
But even now, It’s not easy. It’s not easy because I love him, he loves me, but soon that’s going to have to end.
He’s leaving to another country in a few months and as much as we love each other, I have to let him go. I will not hold him back by being an attachment from home. He needs to start a new life there and I can’t do long distance. It doesn’t mean I don’t love him enough, but I know that I can’t commit to something like that.
It’s sad. It’s heartbreaking. It’s horrifying. I cry every night at the thought of him leaving and as the day draws closer and closer, I get more afraid and more sad. I know we still have a few months and i’m determined to make it the best months we ever had but I can’t help but imagine that in less than 14 weeks, we have to become strangers again.
Because after loving him this much, I don’t think I can bear to see him with someone else. However, I do wish him happiness. I wish him happiness and joy and love and everything in the world he deserves and so much more. He will be something great in the future and although I may not be there beside him then, I’m just glad I got to spend special moments with him and have a place in his life journey.
This is about a love that’s beautiful and one of the happiest moments of my life—bittersweet with a nearing ending but I don’t regret any moment. This is a message to couples out there: you never know when your relationship is going to end. You never know how much time you have left with each other. Cherish every second, every minute, every moment of it and make sure you don’t regret a single thing.
Shout-out to my love:
Babe, I love you. I love you so much that I can’t remember what it’s like not loving you anymore. Thank you for loving me, for being there for me, for being my boyfriend because you’ve made me so incredibly happy it’s amazing. I know i’ve said this all before but i’m going to keep saying it and keep reminding you how much of an impact you’ve made in my life. You’re my first proper boyfriend (with the dating and stuff) and you’ve made my first relationship so special. I know we said that forever never lasts and that we were going to end one way or another but I’m just glad that I’ve been able to be in love with you. I’m so glad we’ve been a part of each others life.
Let’s make the time we have left memorable okay? I promise i’ll try to stop crying. Try.
xx Your Panda
We dated for three months but the distance got too much, six months later and we’ve been dating again for two months and it’s different this time. We got to see each other and we know it’ll work out. He moves in with me in 5 weeks, until then I live on pictures, letters, phone calls and texts.
