The day she looses her #smile you gota let her go coz u aint making her #happy anymore. Look at this #Beautiful smile on her face,im gona do everything in my power to keep it there coz aint letting this one #go Black and white pic but #love brightens it up. I want that 'holy shit they still together' #relationship and i want it with her. This is my #lovestory and i dont even read but this story ill #read over and over. Past is #past and #present is now and you gota build youre #future She is the bricks i use to build my future coz she is my future. Im not a #poet but i gota try some #poetry Bad day look at #her and day changes to #best day. Show her off and be proud of her,if #haters hate make em hate even more. She looks for safety in you,make sure she finds it. I #liked her and now i love her,still #inlove although i love her,weird but true. Grab her #booty so she can knw you arent shy to be with her. Dont care bout #people when you with her coz shes youre #person Shes my #numberone and my #onlyone ❤ Do so much for her and give her so much love and attention so that other girls wish their boyfriends could be like #you Always wondered who will be THE one,well im not wondering anymore coz i now know... 💙 #Happy
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Freaky coincidence or cosmic fate?? 😱 About four years ago I just turned 32, and was still relatively new to Dallas. I had been single for two years, and tried that online dating crap. I met people, but didn't connect with anyone. I remember saying "I forget how it feels to be in love." That's when I had the dream. *
I couldn't make out his face but he seemed oddly familiar. He was wearing black, smelled like cologne, and had my favorite: brown hair. I vividly remembered a tribal tattoo on his upper left arm. He was soft but also tough and protected me. I felt an indescribable sense of love by the way he smiled at me and looked deep into my eyes. I woke up, and immediately tried to force myself back to sleep so I could feel his presence again. But I couldn't, and he was gone. Loneliness filled my soul and I broke down and cried. *
I knew it was silly, but from that day on, I always looked at the left arm of every man hoping find that tribal tattoo. I met others, and dated, but never found that feeling... or that tattoo. Last fall, I met Ryan. We clicked immediately as friends, and as time moved on, it started feeling strangely familiar. I realized he made me feel like I did in my dream. He looked deep into my eyes, wore black, smelled like cologne, and had brown hair. He had ink too; I looked, but to my disappointment, he didn't have a tribal tattoo. *
In a bar one night, we were talking about life. Things we have gone through, things we have done, love found and love lost, and our tattoos. I told him about my "true love" tribal tatted dream guy. He hesitated for a minute, then said, "That's weird. This is actually a cover up." He pointed to his left arm, then took my finger and traced the outline of what once was.... a tribal tattoo. ❤️
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I need you, Ava.
I am desperate. For you. For touch. For a kiss. For the scrape of your hand down my stomach. For the slide of your lips across my hipbone. The sweep of your thigh against mine in the dulcet, drowning darkness. For the warm huff of your breath on my skin and the wet suck of your mouth around me and the building pressure of need reaching release...I am mad with need.
Wild with it.
I cannot have you. I have lost you, as I have lost myself.
And so I go in search. Of myself, and thus the man who might return to you, and take you in his arms.
I loathe each of the thousands of miles between us, but I cannot wish them away, for I hope at the end of my journey I shall find you.
Or rather, find myself, and thus…you. Myself, and thus us.
I am taking the long way home, Ava.
I’m losing my mind, and I don’t know how to stop it. I shouldn’t be writing to you, but I am. I’m friendless, loveless, and lifeless. You’re out there somewhere, and still you’re all I really have. I hate my reliance and dependence on you, emotionally and otherwise, and that reliance is something I’m coming to recognize. I hate that I can’t hate you as much as I want to. I hate that I still love you so much.
I hate that there’s no clear solution to our conundrum. Even if we could forgive each other, what then?
I hate you, Christian. I really do.
But most of all, I don’t.
Complicatedly (still) yours,
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