poetry // embarrassing ooey gooey mushy stuff

I wonder if you still rub your eyes the way you used to when you would first open them in the morning.
I wonder if you still get frustrated when people bother you when you’re trying to get ready.
I wonder if you still suck at doing something as simple as putting on a movie for us to fall asleep to.
Or make out to just so your roommate couldn’t hear us giggle.
I wonder if you still don’t wear t-shirts just because you hate the sleeves and how they look with your tattoos.
Or if you still don’t wear pants just because you’d rather be lazy.
Even though I think you do it because you know I’ll stare at you.
With or without pants.
I wonder if you still buy oranges just to remind yourself of me.
I wonder if you hold your pillow the way you held me. Because I do.

But just in case, if you might be wondering,
I do still roll my eyes at most of your remarks.
Because even though I know you can’t see me,
I pretend you can.
I still put Chris Browns music on just to close my eyes and see you dance.
I still try to cook food, even though it’s just to burn because We both know you’d do it better.
But what I hope
You’re wondering most of all,
Just like I am..
Is if you miss me the way I miss you.
Because I’m homesick.
And I know all you’re actually wondering right now,
Is if I’ll
Come home.
And all I’m wondering is if you’ll open the door..

(via samtolson)

Just in case you were still wondering; I still rub my eyes when I first open them in the morning. 
I still get frustrated when people bother me when I’m trying to get ready.

Guess what though? I don’t suck at putting on movies…the DVD player actually works!
Yes, still don’t wear t-shirts because i hate the sleeves, unless it’s one of your shirts you sent me in the mail. 
I actually do wear pants now because you’re not here to stare at me. 
I still buy oranges, even if they’re not to eat, just like I still buy pizza shapes because they were the only Australian food you enjoyed. And I still hold the pillow the way I held you because that’s the only pillow you’d sleep with.

I do wonder if you still roll your eyes at most of my remarks, and yes I saw every time. 
I don’t dance to Chris Brown the way I did when you were in front of me.

You need to stop cooking food because you’re useless, and I think you would even set fire to a bowl of cereal and it makes me nervous now that you’re living by yourself. 

Please know that you don’t have to wonder if I miss you. The answer is every fucking day.
I miss your tired voice at 11pm because you’d also be asleep before midnight.
I miss you following me around demanding attention when I tried cleaning.
I miss you staring at me while I ate.
I miss sneaking into the room beside mine so I could hear you practice your singing.
And I miss you touching me all the time. Not in a sexual way, but you’d never go ten minutes without holding my hand, kissing me or poking me.
And I do wonder if you’ll ever come home…because whenever you do, my door and my arms will be wide open.

(via nikitalouise)

I miss you 😔

(via samtolson)


(via annoyeed)

  1. Kiss like you mean it.
  2. Remember their birthday, every year.
  3. Make them feel special, even on a monday night with a forecast of rain.
  4. Befriend their Mom, she will tell you stories that no one else can.
  5. Order each other food at restaurants, just to try something new.
  6. Shower together, you may learn to love your body, by seeing the desire and passion in your partners eyes.
  7. Leave notes when you go out for the day, it will make you feel safe.
  8. Watch the Breakfast Club, and pump up your fist in the end, even if it only happens once.
  9. Care for each other when sick, soup is the easiest thing to make.
  10. Make chocolate covered strawberries in summer simply because you can.
  11. Go fishing with their Dad, and listen to what he has to say, even if he may have trouble saying it.
  12. Give each other little presents, even if its just a rose on friday the 13th.
  13. Get angry, but forgive.
  14. Love, love with all you’ve got.
—14 things to remember in a relationship (via february4teenth)

(Source: germanthot)

You didn’t even care and that fucking hurts.


Today I came home
to an empty bed
and I could have sworn
that before I left 
you were filling in 
the space where you
always seemed
to belong.

It’s just some feel and others don’t. People lie about it I think. But it’s so nice to just feel and hold you. I’m so happy. Just be my girl and love me the way I love you. Love me more. The way you can now. You now. Yes you. Please you.
—Ernest Hemingway, from The Garden Of Eden  (via forlornes)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)