I push you just like a door opening for me; a father with a welcoming hug; and a mother cooking my favorite dish. Then why am I pushing you if in the end I don’t want to miss you and the things you do? Simply because a lot of guys promised they will be there for me, they won’t leave me and will fight my battle with them. But where are they now? living in the street no where to be found in the middle of Sahara.
Those guy who promised me are out of my sight now. Just like what I’m doing to you, I once push them away but they end up breaking my walls and climbing to my heart. Leaving when I’m already drowning with their love. I can’t blame you if one day you get tired and walked away. I blame myself for letting the past hold me back. And maybe one day our paths will cross again, we’ll say hi just like the first time. Maybe that time there’s no more holding back. Maybe by that time, fate is already with us.
True love will triumph in the end. — which may or may not be a lie, but if its a lie. The it’s the most beautiful lie we have.
I don’t know a perfect person, but I know flawed people who are worth loving.
Imagine ending up with your fellow Tumblr blogger and then one day, when your kids ask you how you met each other, you’ll start by saying “So there’s this blogging site….”
jalousie / jealousy.
A sentiment which is born in love and which is produced by the fear that the loved person loves or prefers someone else.