- They won’t ignore you.
- They’ll put an equal amount of effort into the relationship.
- They get jealous over any little thing.
- The only thing running through their mind 24/7 is you.
- They aren’t embarrassed/ashamed of you.
- They’ll put up with all the fights and arguments.
- They’ll do anything to be with you.
- Me: Okay, drive safe, I love you and if you ever get tired, please call me and I'll keep you awake! And if you start to miss me, give me a call!
- *a few seconds after he drives off, calls me*
- Him: Hi, I miss you, and you told me to call you when I did.
I want that type of person who makes my cheeks hurt from smiling before I fall asleep at night. The type of person who makes me excited to wake up in the morning just to see their pretty face when I open my eyes, hear their raspy sleepy voice, or just read their sweet and simple good morning messages. The type of person who keeps me going through out the day, motivating me, just because. The type of person who brings out the best in me, whether it’s studying hard in school for a better future, busting my butt at work for a happier present, or to be a better overall person to let go of the past. The type of person who’s presence whether it’s physically or emotionally is enough of a reminder to be the best I can be. The type of person who will make me think twice before I do something, someone who makes me want to a person to be proud of. The type of person that makes you happy just to have them in your life.
When I’m tucking my kids into bed at night and they ask me to tell them a story, I’m going to sit on their bed with them and tell them all the stories of how girls walked in and out of my life, stomping on my heart on their way out. Each story will be a little lesson for them to learn on how they should try to treat someone and that if the same happens to them, they’ll know they can always talk to me about their problems. Then one day when they’ve experienced their first heartbreak, I’ll sit them down again and tell them one final story. The story of how I met their mother.
There are so many things in life I tend to fuck up, and it sucks. I don’t know why I’m like this, I hate it. I wouldn’t be surprised if this ended because of me and the way I reacted towards situations.
Just to look at her act like:
Then watch the dude sit there like:
LOL fucking genius
And it’ll be alright.
Are you thinking of me?
Just come with me tonight.
You know I need you.
Just like you need me.
Can’t stop, won’t stop.
I must be dreaming.” —The Maine
… he saw a couple sitting there. The boy had his hand on the girls upper leg. She was wearing a short jean skirt. The pastor turned to the boy and said “Do you plan on marrying this girl?”… being a teenage boy, he said “I don’t know we’re just dating,” and then the pastor said “Then get your hands off another man’s wife.” This has always hit home with me.