i hope the people you meet have the same heart as you. i hope they treat you like they should.
I just wanna feel like I matter and not like some bothersome, annoying human.
Whenever I’m sad, I read the old letters your wrote me and I pray that that heart comes back to me. I pray that that love fills your heart again and you come back to me.
I want to brag on you.
I want to show the world how amazing you are.
I want to show them the leader you’ve become.
I want to show them the gentle heart you’ve always been.
I want to rejoice in your happy moments and hold you during the sad.
I want to call you when I’m beaming and call you when I’m sobbing.
I want to love you every day and every night.
I want to be yours.
Am I trying to make you something you’re not?
People should acknowledge missed phone calls, tell you how they actually feel, and not lead you on. Tell people your intentions and communicate well. Be the bigger person. Love one another. Fall in love. Be with me.
Well maybe not people, maybe just you.
The one thing I want in this world is to talk to you and I can’t
“I don’t think I’ll get over his smile. To be honest, I don’t want to.”— -3 am thoughts (via suspend)
You say “I’ll let you go” in hopes that the other person wants to stay, but sadly they never do
A friend told me the other day, that a lot of people think they’re my best friends or my close friends because I have a way of making everyone feel special and it melted my heart and made me praise Jesus because He gave me that gift and man do I love using it.
She’s sitting at the table, the hours get later
He was supposed to be here
She’s sure he would have called
She waits a little longer, there’s no one in the driveway
No one’s said they’ve seen him
Why, is something wrong?
She looks back to the window
Suddenly the phone rings
A voice says something’s happened
That she should come right now
Her mind goes to December
She thinks of when he asked her
He bent down on his knees first
And he said
I want you forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We’ll grow old together
Forever and always
She pulls up to the entrance
She walks right to the front desk
They lead her down a million halls, a maze that’s never ending
They talk about what happened but she can barely hear them
She tries to keep a straight face as she walks into the room
She sits by his bedside, holds his hand too tight
They talk about the kids they’re gonna have and the good life
The house on the hillside, where they would stay
Stay there forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We’ll grow old together, and always remember
Whether rich or for poor or for better
We’ll still love each other, forever and always
Then she gets an idea and calls in the nurses
Brings up the chaplain and he says a couple verses
She borrows some rings from the couple next door
Everybody’s laughing as the tears fall on the floor
She looks into his eyes, and she says
I want you forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We’ll grow old together, and always remember
Whether happy or sad or whatever
We’ll still love each other, forever and always
Forever and always, forever and always
She finishes the vows but the beeps are getting too slow
His voice is almost too low
As he says, I love you forever, forever and always
Please just remember even if I’m not there
I’ll always love you, forever and always
“A year ago, you did not know today. You did not know how you’d make it here. But you made it here. By grace, you made it here.”— Morgan Harper Nichols (via thesovereignword)
I love you so much I can’t sleep at night
“I crave the most innocent parts of a relationship. Like holding hands, forehead kisses and being able to tell someone how much I adore them.”— @sexual-texts (via sexual-texts)