it's been so long since i felt the feeling of tomorrow,

 

*i took this photo, and edited it.

I want to love as if I have never knew the pain that resulted from it. We're all lost, we're all hoping to be found in some way. We all are begging for someone to take us away from the struggle of wanting to be loved. Not being, or feeling loved is a reason for many people to lash out, to feel helpless, to turn to things they never wanted to turn to. I wish I could show a broken soul what it feels like to be loved. I need to prove not everyone is a judmental, imprudent person. I never want to see tears that no one cares about. I never want to see someone fall to the ground, exhausted with feeling insecurities. But I would be willing to see that pain, in order to help them. I don't know how to, truthfully, but I pray that I can show someone love who has never felt it. Because everyone deserves love. And we're all capable of giving it.

But if we're not shown love, how will we know what love is? Or how to give it away?

Currently listening to: Slowly moving in by Jamestown Story
& Oceans for backyards by Isles & Glaciers afterwards.

I could cry right now.

Helplessly, admittingly vulnerably.

Things that make me cry:

(positively or negatively)

-Music that makes me think about things

-Photographs

-Not knowing

-Feeling as if I have no way out, or no control over a situation

-True love ended by death

-Struggling people

-Honest to goodness kindness

-Seeing love so strong that you can feel it

As I lay here, I wonder what you dear reader, are thinking of, while skimming or reading this post. Perhaps you're thinking of only these words and either thinking "What?" or "I agree." It's a possibility that you're thinking of someone, whom you love more than anything. Maybe you're wondering what your plans are for the rest of the day, or for tomorrow. I wonder if you feel scared, or if you feel accomplished. If you feel somber, or if you feel passion.

Whatever you're feeling or thinking of, dear reader, I hope you can find some happiness in there.

There's something more to this life. I hope you can believe we're not here for absolutely no reason. Do you think it's a coincidence that we're breathing, thinking, living? I'd be naive to think that.

My dreams kept me sleeping for a long time last night.

I'm fully convinced...once I love someone, there's nothing I could ever do to make myself stop loving them. Sometimes I don't like that. Though it's not something I would change even if possible.

this love i thought i knew,

it somehow blew right through.

with no hope of every slowing down,

here we are, bound.

- ^ just a little something i needed to write. to feel this post was finished.