Love them even if they’re temporarily unable to give you love in return.
Love is a million things to different people. Love is what wakes up next to you in the morning every day, even though you have bad breath and look disgusting. Love is what drags you out of bed when you don’t want to get up. Love is what’s waiting up for you at night when you come home late, with a bowl of popcorn and a movie. But more than that, love is letting your hair down and hanging out in your sweatpants with the person who gets you most. That’s the corner of the world I want to be in. [Adapted from Thought Catalog]
In all honesty, I was into you. I constantly wonder how we got this far, after all this time AND whether things would have been different had circumstances been a little different for us or the way you react to the changing situations. But I’m glad that I’m happier now. Glad that you are happy too, I suppose. Perhaps I would miss the places that we would go to, the stuffs we’d do together and those happier times. Those morning texts, goodnight texts and Skype. All are just memories now. Thank you for the memories. Thank you for working in Adidas on 18th May 2012.
It was good while it lasted. ❤