slow down, give love.

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i hope i cross your mind once in a while just so that i don’t feel so pathetic for thinking about you all the time.

if being in love only made people more lonely, why does everyone want it so much?

because of the illusion. you fall in love, it’s intoxicating, and for a little while you feel like you’ve actually become one with the other person. merged souls and whatnot. you think you’ll never be lonely again. only it doesn’t last and soon you realize you can only get so close, and you end up brutally disappointed, more alone than ever, because the illusion - the hope you’d held on to all these years - has been shattered. 

your heart just breaks, that’s all. but you can’t judge, or point fingers.

you just have to be blessed enough to find someone who appreciates you.

"i wonder how guys feel when they’re in love. do they get butterflies? do they have you on their mind 24/7? do they wait for you to come online for hours? do they smile at random times at the thought of you? do they miss you all the time? do they think about the smallest things you say?"

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we guys don’t get butterflies, we get fireworks. we don’t have you on our minds 24/7, but we do have you on our hearts. yes, we often wait for you to come online. sometimes, just you being online makes our hearts skip a beat, even if we don’t talk. whenever you talk to us, our face forms that half-smile. it means we’re happy but we’re trying our hardest not to show it, while failing at hiding it. we do miss you all the time; we’d spend all our time with you if possible. we don’t think about the smallest things you say, we think of every word you say - panicking at every single word, trying to define what it really means, to read between the lines.

there’s more.

we would love you in a million ways, and once we start loving you there is no going back for us. no matter how hard we try not to, we will always love a girl that has touched us. when in love, we will think of that girl first thing in the morning, and think of that girl just before we fall asleep at night. whenever we see a couple, our thoughts immediately jump to that girl, imagining that the couple was us. every single detail about her is loved: the way she walks. the sound of her voice. her laughter. the sparkle in her eyes. her shy smile. the way she dresses. that cute face she makes when she’s asleep. the way she says our names, a simple act that no-one else can replicate. 

despite the stereotype, a man in love is not simple. not at all. he will be unpredictable. he will be persistent and stubborn. and given the circumstances, if it means carrying you from one side of the world to the other just to win your heart, a man in love would. he will give his all even though he gets almost nothing in return. he will show you how to appreciate the beauty of the world in a thousand ways; then he’ll tell you how much he appreciates your beauty in a million ways.

a man in love is no simple thing. when he loves, he loves with his entire being. to him, you are everything - his entire universe. beginning and end.

a man in love is no simple thing.  

well… next chapter.

week 4 of uni just concluded, but i already feel like i’ve been in the system for far too long.

no more leisure time for me any longer, so this abhorrent lack of updates shall just have to continue.

till next time. 

he was always giving her attention
looking hard to find the things she mentioned
he was dedicated but most suckers hate it
that girl was fine but she didn’t appreciate him

she calls him up
she’s trippin’ on the phone now
he had to get up
and he ain’t comin’ home now

i just miss her when she’s not around, i think about her all the time, and i imagine us one day running towards each other in slow motion and i’m wearing a brown, suede suit.

what a strange illusion it is to suppose that beauty is goodness.