I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
And here I am, thousands of miles away from the spaces I shared with you and yet, it only takes a second to remember you and for the hurt to start again ....
Saying that I think of you would be a lie, I don't even have to think of you anymore, you just appear into everything, any time, every day. And all it does is make me miss seeing you.
Quite the contrary as my heart, mind and soul knows YOU more stridently than anyone might assume or imagine. (A side effect of your being perpetually on my mind.) An "effect" that I cherish and value as the singular most positive influence in my life, as it continually stands. For a long while now; as well as still... NOW.
What perplexes me is one burning question, which is to say: why not "see" me, not via the shadowy haze but rather... at least the bright backlight of our matching digital screens? (F.T.?)
I love those little reminders of you speeding through my consciousness. It's a warm burning sensation like lightening kisses deep within. Really hope that never ends.
My very world stops at the " thought" of your existence. by simply knowing that you are "out there"...thinking, breathing, perhaps "seeing" what I see.....brings me a moment of joy and an enternity of sadness.......
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And that's why my world is unbearable.
and honestly i don't mind thinking about you all the time. as long as it keeps your presence alive in my mind.
This one is so sweet it produced two tears. And did you know? You are perpetually on my mind, regardless of whether I am awake or asleep. <3
Iain, your words are my soul's ghost; it's deepest ache, anguish and passion. Someone knew just what he was doing by leading me here.
<3
And here I am, thousands of miles away from the spaces I shared with you and yet, it only takes a second to remember you and for the hurt to start again ....
i love you too.
Sometimes I can't help but leave a comment... this post is an example of a story I have to leave some sort of comment on... amazing
I feel you when you think of me.
Saying that I think of you would be a lie, I don't even have to think of you anymore, you just appear into everything, any time, every day. And all it does is make me miss seeing you.
This is one of the most brilliant lines I've ever read. Wow.
I hate to think about you all the time. Because it aches. And I see you in everything and that aches even more. But you don't even know me...
Powerful~
Quite the contrary as my heart, mind and soul knows YOU more stridently than anyone might assume or imagine. (A side effect of your being perpetually on my mind.) An "effect" that I cherish and value as the singular most positive influence in my life, as it continually stands. For a long while now; as well as still... NOW.
What perplexes me is one burning question, which is to say: why not "see" me, not via the shadowy haze but rather... at least the bright backlight of our matching digital screens? (F.T.?)
I "have your back" and you have my heart. <3
Love,
Me
It wouldn't help if I was blind either.
You know, sometimes I wish I would just wake up one day and you've completely slipped from my memory.
God I wish you felt for me the way I feel for you...
Broken
I love those little reminders of you speeding through my consciousness. It's a warm burning sensation like lightening kisses deep within. Really hope that never ends.
It is far better that we are miles apart for when we are sitting next to each other that is the time I am missing you the most. :(
I remember. How could I forget? You're like a poison without an antidote. You haunt me even in my sleep. But no, I will forget you. Not just today.
I remember. How could I forget? You're like a poison without an antidote. You haunt me even in my sleep. But no, I will forget you. Not just today.
This is absolutely beautiful. And true for more than one person, but all people.
Wow. Another one of those lines that I wish I wrote, but didn't because, well, I couldn't. So thanks to people like you who can, and do. (=
Everything reminds me of you, you know that. I think of you constantly. I hope you feel it.
Feel it? I live it... My thoughts are hurting of you.
Guiness,. The reminders still take me.
My very world stops at the " thought" of your existence. by simply knowing that you are "out there"...thinking, breathing, perhaps "seeing" what I see.....brings me a moment of joy and an enternity of sadness.......
litterally true.
Thank you for these words... 8..)
Your unwelcome place in my mind fades a little more with every brand new day.
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