Dear you,

I worry about you. I know you tell me not to but I can’t help it. When you’re sad, the only thing I can think of is how badly I want to make you feel better, even if I am the cause of your sadness. We agreed to be just friends but that doesn’t mean my love for you will disappear. I can be your bestfriend and love you at the same time. Watching from the sidelines is nothing new to me. When she hurts you all I can do is be your shoulder to cry on, even tho I will always want to be more. You can tell me your problems & no matter how upset I get over what she’s done to you, I will never do anything to jeopardize your happiness. Even if that means sacrificing my own. Remember, I love you. Always & forever.

Why do I love him?

I love him because he’s the most wonderful and sweetest guy I have ever known in my entire life. I love him because he’s smart and has a great sense of humor. I love him because he makes me smile. I love him because he makes me laugh. I love him because he makes me happy.  I love him because he accepts the real me, imperfections and all, and still appreciates me for who I am. I love him for being my boyfriend and at the same time, a best friend. I love him because I could be whatever I want to be in front of him. I love him because we could talk about anything and everything under the sun. I love him because I feel safe when I am with him. I love him because we are comfortable with each other. I love him for giving me a helping hand when I had to pick myself up, I love him for offering his shoulder for me to lean on to. I love him for texting and sending me sweet and mushy messages. I love him for those times when he would call or text me just when I was thinking of calling or texting him, when I was feeling down, or when I was missing him, like he has gone psychic all of a sudden. I love him for the kilig moments we had.

I love him for always making me feel better, about myself and life in general. I love him for making me feel special. I love him for making me feel loved. I love him for making me realize that I am capable of feeling this way and this much for someone. I love him for making me feel alive.

So, why do I love him?

I love him because he’s all of these and more. 

So much more.

I love him because he’s everything. 

He’s everything… but mine.

To: You

 like ..

The way we hug. The way we kiss. The way we play.

I like the way we fight and make up, moving on stronger than ever.

I like the way you get my bad jokes. The way you know what I’m saying when I’m not saying it right. The way you surprise me when I don’t expect it.

How we know so much about each other yet know absolutely nothing at all and still have a life time to find out. I like the way you carry my bags. The way you rush to the other side of the car just to open my door. The way you shove me back in the car just to reopen the door for me and take my bags. The way you make me laugh. The way you get me.

But , I hate ..

The way I can’t sleep without you on he phone. The way I always like yours hugs. The way I always want your kisses. I hate the fact that without you I could cry myself to sleep. I hate the fact that it feels so weird without you here by side. The way we could fight and when I see you smiling at me, I cant help but smile back. I hate the way I let myself put you in the picture years from now. I hate the fact that I trust you enough that it scares me.

And ..

I can’t give you everything you’ve wanted and more, I can only give you what I have. I can’t promise that we’ll be together forever, But I can promise you I’ll love you forever. I can’t promise that were always going to see eye to eye, But I cab promise that we can always talk it out.

Cause me and you? Were good. Really good. I wouldn’t have it any other way and that I promise.

Love.

Wanna know a secret?

You are beautiful.
Black, white, gay, straight, bisexual.
Whether you are smart, or quiet, or
impossibly in love with your best friend,
somebody out there cherishes your smile
their head turns, and they get butterflies the
minute you walk into a room. Somebody out
there can't stop talking about you. 
You are beautiful (:
Don't ever believe Differently.