You know…
There are some things that I will never quite understand. There are still some nagging questions buried somewhere in the back of my head. What I now know is that I don’t have all the answers, and honestly, I have learned to cope with that. We spend so much time in search of answers that we forget that sometimes, sometimes the questions we ask ourselves are all we ever really need to know. Sometimes, questions can tell us more about ourselves than the culmination of answers we think life owes us.
I am not afraid to admit that I don’t know everything about myself. After years of searching, you would think that I would have gotten it all figured out by now. The truth is, you never really stop getting to know yourself. There will always, without a fail, be things that challenge the way you view yourself and the world around you. You will have doubts–more so than you can count. You will have moments when you feel like everything is caving in, moments when you feel like there is not enough air for your lungs to breathe in, but still, there are moments when a small glimmer of hope is enough to nudge you on. Life is a series of contradictions just waiting to happen.
One minute you think you have it all figured out, like you have just solved the hardest riddle in life, and the next thing you know, you are back to square one–utterly confused and discombobulated. There is nothing more frustrating than thinking you’ve made progress, only to be slapped in the face with a big, resounding no. But I have learned that that’s what life is–a constant work in progress–good, bad and all the in-betweens. If you think of the negative end of the spectrum as a series of road blocks, you are setting yourself up for a whole lot of disappointment, but if you think of it as a series of challenges, you will surely find a way to rise above it all.
Summer can’t get here soon enough!
Just going to leave this here..
..You’re welcome.
“Home is Wherever I am with You”
Sometimes I forget that the distance between us exists
And is very much apparent
That when I wake up in the morning and turn to my side,
All that’s there to greet me is a painful reminder of where you should be.
Sometimes I forget that simply calling out your name
Won’t do much to soothe the longing that has rooted its way inside my chest.
And that waiting is an all too familiar game
That I will never quite get used to playing.
Sometimes I forget that “home” is not even a place at all
That it’s the moment our lips meet as we are once again reunited
The comfort of arms wrapped around a body that’s been frozen for too long
From the lack of all the warmth that lives inside you.
That moment when I turn to my side upon waking,
Seeing you there,
And feeling right at home.
- A.B.
Right here, filling in the gaps between my fingers.
(Source: facey0urfears)
There is no place like home. Cannot wait to bask in all its beauty and wonder again.
with you.
(Source: caughtthebouquet)
I miss the warmth and softness of your touch and I miss being greeted with quite possibly the most beautiful smile that ever lived inside any one person.
(Source: hellyeahjustlikethat)
Yes, indeed, I do. Sigh.
(Source: chasingh0sts)
I thought of you, while in the shower
and I thought of how nice it’d be
to have your things among my things
along the bathtub’s edge,
and I imagined myself running out of soap
and using yours
and wearing you to school, and the grocery store,
and I imagined that night, laying down beside you
and smelling your neck
and finding out where all my soap had gone.