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I say I’m over him, and most days I mean it, I feel it. But some days I know that if he called me at 3 am, I would answer. And if he told me that everything else is wrong and only what we had was right, I would believe it. He would tell me that that other girl he dated was such a wrong decision. He would say he thought he was over me but he was so wrong. He would say he knows I am the one for him. He would say he misses me.
And I, forgetting all that has happened, would agree. I would run right back to him.
I’m over him, but some days when I’m lonely late at night, I still feel like calling him. But not because I love him, because I love that familiarity, that comfort zone.
We once read in sociology class that most people tend to resist change. There were about ten reasons to it. Fear was undoubtedly one of them, but the one that struck me was habit.
It’s not that people don’t WANT to change, or are afraid of changing. They simply couldn’t break their habits. Habits were very difficult to get rid of.
That was it. He was just a habit of mine, nothing more.
Getting over somebody is not the hard part, breaking the habit is. You might not love somebody anymore, you might even loathe them, but when something significant happens, they’re the first person you think of subconsciously. It doesn’t mean that’s where your heart is. It only means that you leaned on them for so long that just for a moment you forgot they’re not here anymore.
Now all that’s left to do is breaking out of the habit, and then there won’t be a trace of him left on me.
(via scribbled-in-notebooks)
My desires in a relationship have changed over time. I no longer want someone who promises to always love me and never leave me, I need someone who understands that life happens and sometimes things don’t work out. I don’t want someone who sugar coats things and never gets angry with me, I need someone to tell me how it really is and put me in my place. I need to be able to go five hours without talking to you and not feel lost or incomplete. I am complete without you. But with you, I want to be so much better. I want to be stronger with you. I want us to grow together and help each other grow individually. I don’t need you, but I really fucking want you. And this may not work out, but the fact that you understand all of this and this how our relationship works, makes me think we’ve got a pretty good shot.
This is why I have so much faith in us (via boobslyn)
no offense but i’m literally starving for affection but when people give it to me i can’t accept it as valid because i’m worried i’ve manipulated their perception of me by only portraying myself a certain way and feeling like this portrayal of myself is an imposter and makes me disingenuous and not deserving of the affection they give me.
I wish you would just show up on my doorstep. Not with anything special, just you. And when I’d open the door, you’d smile. And while I’m trying to figure out what the hell you’re doing here, you’d tell me how hard the past months have been, how much you’ve thought about me, how much you regretted everything. And then you’d take me into your arms and ask me to forgive you, and I would without hesitation. Then you’d grab my face and kiss me the way you used to, and everything would be perfect again.
Honestly, I don’t need someone who sees the good in me. I need someone who sees the bad in me and still wants me.
Unknown (via thelovejournals)
Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.
Charles Bukowski (via quotemadness)
- <p> <b>Me in 5th grade:</b> I will never smoke or drink or do any drugs ever<p/><b>Me now:</b> I probably wouldn't do meth<p/></p>