Broken Dreams

April 17, 2015

7:54 pm

i miss staying up until two in the morning asking little questions about each other that we would probably forget in a week but for now, would be tattooed into our brains

8:12 pm

"i pinky promise i'll never leave. and i don't break pinky promises." if you don't break pink promises, why are you nine hours away and a stranger

8:15 pm

being in love doesn't have anything to do with looks because we all lose our hair and our skin will gain wrinkles and maybe our minds won't be as sharp when it comes to remembering certain things. being in love has to do with emotion because as time goes on, emotions don't age. we still feel the same anger, the same sadness, the same happiness. we just get wiser and more intelligent.

8:20 pm

i could hate you for messing me up but instead i'll thank you. you helped me become more in touch with my emotions. i've learned how to channel my thoughts through the form of writing. you've tried so many times to shatter me into pieces and truth is, you have. but why should i give you that reward of success?

8:48 pm

the first time we saw each other, we went to the mall and went into all the stores and looked at all the things even if they were appealing or not. i remember how you were wearing black chucks, with jeans, and a plain black shirt. i had boots on while wearing jeans with a shirt that had flowers on it. you reminded me of how surprising it was that i dressed like a girl. i remember racing each other down the escalators and how you missed a step and almost tumbled. i remember eating pretzels together while we played footsie under the table. i remember how you smelled vaguely of mint and cologne when you hugged me goodbye. do you remember?