i’ve never been happier in my entire life
Just your typical blood-thirsty, vicious pit bull; nbd.
(Source: adulthoodisokay)
I love her.
Her smile. Her eyes. Her laugh. Her hands. Her hair. Her arms. Her scent.
I’m in love with her strength; her view of the world; her desire to try; her stubbornness; her taste in music; her taste in clothing; her taste in food; her walk; her kindness…
I love her with every breath I take, every ounce I have to love someone is for her. When I see her, my heart still jumps; when I hear her voice, I can’t help but smile. I look for her in every room I enter…
But she doesn’t love me. And I don’t think I can bear the heartbreak of never seeing her or hearing her voice again; so I keep it to myself, and love her in the best way I can, as a friend. But I think she knows. She sees the way I look at her. How can I not look at someone like that when I gave them my whole heart; when I respect them for their strength, courage, and spirit. I wish I had her passion, but I don’t.
I don’t hope for her to love me back anymore… I just enjoy her company, her smile, her voice, the way she carries herself. I enjoy listening to her; talking over coffee, or eating sushi at a lovely little restaurant. I don’t want to lose what I have with her.
I hate being single; I hate feeling alone… So many of my friends are getting into relationships or have been for a while. It’s not like they rub it in my face or make me feel single, I just hate not having someone I connect with on that level. I could date a guy, there’s a couple that chase me like they’re (pretty much) lost puppies, but they’re barking up the wrong tree; and I don’t feel like forcing myself to be with someone who’s awesome to hang out, who I think is a really great person, but not great for me. Maybe I’m overcomplicating stuff :\ I don’t go out actively looking for someone. I’ve always believed that when you stop looking it will find you, but it feels like it never will.
