This bed is emptiest in the morning with out you.
It’s empty at night, too, but at night I lay down with all of the problems of the day in bed, in my head with me. When I awake, it’s just me, alone with my thoughts of you.
The bed is empty in the morning, I feel so empty in the morning.
Sometimes the thought of hearing your voice leads me to ignore the phone just as much as pick it up when you call.
Because it’s just too much to bear.
We can sit down and count exactly how many more Sunday nights we have and have yet to spend apart, or we can look forward to all the other nights we’ll get to spend together. Wait for it.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned in all my years is that there are two types of people.
- People who will unconditionally support you and your feelings no matter what.
- and Those who will always second guess your feelings
Don’t let people outside of you and her dictate the terms of your relationship. No one knows your heart besides you. Don’t let them pretend to know otherwise. Only you can make your decisions, and only you have to live with them. The only thing you lose by not taking risks is the reward and the wherewithal to take more in the future.
She said there were things about our relationship that scared her: the distance, the commitment, the way that the feelings just seemed to rush inside of her so fast. But, these things, we learned together were OK. The fear we felt was just the first step in a relationship, and those steps got easier and easier to take as soon as we started taking them, because each step brought us closer and closer together.
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The Beach Boys — “Wouldn’t It Be Nice?”
The dull ache
you feel when she’s gone (not forever, but gone nonetheless) reminds you that you are still alive. It’s like a beacon, to guide you to her, or for her to find you.
Isn’t it interesting that no matter how far our distance, no matter how little we actually know someone it doesn’t change what we feel for that person, or how intensely we feel it,
it’s terrifying and at the same time exhilarating.
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Death Cab For Cutie — “Tiny Vessels”
I spent two weeks in Silverlake
The California sun cascading down my face
There was a girl with light brown streaks
And she was beautiful but she didn’t mean a thing to me.
I haven’t been on a lot of airplanes. It’s just not something I’ve done much of, travel I mean. So each time I get to the airport all of the things that most folks find inconvenient I find interesting, and vaguely new and exciting. Though, lately every time I get on a plane it seems that I’m flying away from what I want and straight to what I don’t. I guess it all comes down to what we’re ready to leave, and what we are heading toward.
“The only baggage you can bring is all that you can’t leave behind.”
She said she hated me for leaving. Coming in and out of her life at my connivence. She said that it wasn’t fair, and it wasn’t. I didn’t know what else to do. This is all that I know how to do. How many more trips, how many places to see, how man lonely beds do I wake up in? Seems I find another her in every city I arrive in, and leave the last just the same.
In a perfect world we are both looking at the same setting sun. There’s this big window that I’m looking out of at the airplanes that are on the tarmac, but that window is more of a mirror. In it we see ourselves in the outside world. It’s designed that way, to reflect us upon the world. When we look at the world we’re forced to evaluate who we are in it. Maybe this is because life is cruel, life wants us to teach us something harsh. Either way, I can see my self, and I know she sees what I’m seeing. The setting sun lets us know when it’s time to go. We need the light, and when it’s gone, we know that we too, need to find it somewhere.
All of our suns go down. We always know, instinctively when it’s time to go.
Now.
