The two sat next to each other infront of a round table. They engaged in conversation with the others around the table. But amongst all the talking and all the laughs, the two still managed for their hands to meet secretly. Their hands held eachother, holding with embrace, but with a subtle touch. Later they had to say goodbye. A goodbye for a long while. The girl held his face with her hands,...
Maybe if it was tried, we’d find out that it wasn’t that bad of an idea.
Does anyone want to call me and talk while I play...
Because I think I might pee my pants.
Why is it that every time we say goodbye, it’s so empty? It feels like there’s something missing. Now i’m not saying it’s something drastic. But it feels…. Unfinished.
Byebye tumblr/the internetz. I will not see you for a while. I’ll miss you. </3
The boy and girl sat next to each other, alone in a park. Sitting on a bench they held hands, and simply enjoyed the conversation between them. The boy played with the girls hair, while at the same time, slowly but surely wrapping his arm around her shoulder. He noticed her check that his arm was there. She slowly laid her head below his neck, the boy smiled and laid his cheek on her head. Their...
Well, doesn’t that just suck.
I'll be honest with you.
Reading it, just makes me feel like just another boy. “To laugh and joke about.”
As he listened, Tom began to realize that these weren’t stories routinely...– (500) Days of Summer.
Boy: Goodnight, have a good sleep.
Girl: I miss you.
Boy: I miss you too.
Boy: Sweet dreams.
Girl: you too!
Boy: Good Night.
Girl: Sleep tight.
Boy: Don't let the bed bugs bite.
Girl: One thing I hate is saying Goodbye to you
Boy: I agree.
Girl: Sigh, but I must go now.
Boy: Okay, Goodnight Dear.
Girl: Goodnight Darling.
I take back what I said on my Friday. My Friday was awesome. Seriously, i’m glad my Friday didn’t work out like it was supposed to.
Disapointment of a Friday.
Trying to be a smooth talker
fuckyeahanthonyhamilton: Expectations: Reality:
Girl: What are you thinking about?
FACT: Insanity and love sparks the same chemical...