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Tuesday, August 30, 2011 || 8:03 PM
How it all just happens ...
I'd sneak upon you and gently peck you . . .
I love how your gaze never gets me bored
Rain shall wash all sadness away and bring us closer
You know i do care
I'd wanna be the arm you seek comfort from
That's how we get together
More than ever
You know it
I only need you around
Look forward to this moment by the beach
You caught it
Sunrise or Sunset, let's be there
you <3
[v]inta[g]e [o]r [r]e[t]ro
Tuesday, August 23, 2011 || 11:32 PM
S[o]mething from t[h]e h[e]art
Thursday, August 18, 2011 || 10:40 PM
Commonly the girls will ask:
We boys don’t get butterflies, we get fireworks. We don’t have you on our mind 24/7, but we do have you on our hearts. Often, yes we wait for you to go online, sometimes simply even just being online makes our heart skip a beat, even if we don’t talk. Whenever you talk to us, our face forms that half-smile; it means we are happy but are trying our hardest to not show it, and fail at hiding it. We do miss you all the time; granted, we’d spend all our time with you if possible. We don’t think of the smallest things you say, we think of every word you say, panicking at every single word, trying to define what it really means, to read between the lines. But wait there’s more.
We would love you in a million ways. And once we start loving you there is no going back for us. No matter how hard we try we will always love a girl that has touched us. Us boys when in love will think of that girl first thing in the morning, and think of that girl last before we sleep at night. Whenever we see a couple, our thoughts immediately jump to that girl, and imagine that the couple was us. Every single detail about her is loved; the way she walks, talks, speaks. The sound of her voice. Her laughter. The sparkle in her eyes. Her shy smile. The way she dresses. That cute face she makes when she’s asleep. And the way she says our name that our hearts just explode with mirth, a simple act that no-one else can replicate.
A boy in love with a girl is no simple thing, though ladies stereotype us guys as simple. A man in love is not simple. No. He will be unpredictable. He will be persistent, stubborn, and given the circumstances, if it means carrying you from one side of the world to the other to win your heart, a man in love would. He will be a martyr, giving his all and asking for almost none. He will show you how to appreciate the beauty of the world in a thousand ways, and then he will tell you how much he appreciates your beauty in a million ways.
A man in love is no simple thing.
[A]vril's Maxi[m] & Vanit[y] Fai[r] sh[oo]t
|| 7:04 PM
A[v]engers
|| 2:37 AM