When I am with you, there is nowhere else I’d rather be. And I am a person who always wants to be somewhere else.
1) You are allowed to take up space. You are a human.
2) You are allowed to have a voice.
3) You are allowed to leave whenever you feel unsafe or uncomfortable.
4) You deserve more than someone who doesn’t know how to respect you.
5) You are allowed to put your own needs first.
6) You are allowed to love yourself.
"Thanks," he said quietly, "for always being there. For putting up with all of this," he motioned, "for putting up with me."
She was thoughtful for a while.
"Maybe that’s what love is," she shrugged, slipping her hand in his. "Looking at someone and thinking, ‘what’s with this guy - he’s the biggest twerp in the world’. And rolling your eyes while knowing full well that after a long day his arms are still the perfect home.
"And maybe that’s exactly it." She said, "knowing he’s a dork and loving him anyway. Maybe it’s as simple as saying ‘I know you’re not perfect but you’re mine, and I’d choose you today, tomorrow and everyday after that.
"I hope," she nodded, "it’s as simple as that. Because I’d still choose you today, tomorrow and everyday after that."
She was quiet
always lost in her own world
Reality was too much of a drag for her
She liked to think
To get lost in her thoughts
She didn’t have to worry
about fitting in with them
She never wished to be like them
The mindless zombies she always saw
She liked being different
As if her personality was a secret
Only those fortunate enough got
A glimpse at
She seldom spoke her mind
She didn’t really care
not about them
When she did talk
On rare occasions
When she allowed people to notice her
That was when they realized
Why this quiet girl
Wiht nothing to say
Always had a smile
On her face
She could move mountains
She could make your worls shake
She was beautiful
In her own way
She was never afraid
Or tired of life
She looked fear
Right in the eye
She was radiant
Always did she glow
She had a smile
That could melt gold
And that was why
On that cold February
When he walked up to her and smiled
She didn’t have to be
And her lips sighed
answering him back
Wanted to listen to them