I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in peoples eyes when they realise they're in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up. I love .
men hate to cry, they rarely ever do. but when a man cries over you, i can guarantee he loves you. because men only cry when they lose something or are afraid of losing someone that they love as much or more than themselves
Somehow i guess I thought if I loved you enough and if I was good enough and if I was good enough to you that you would love me back and I could finally get what I want at least once but I couldn't even do that and after all my efforts you still don't wan
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I like to miss you because it shows how much I love you.but I miss you too much everyday so therefore I love you very much everyday.but I really can't wait till the day I don't miss you as much but love you as much as I do right now