“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.”
What did I do today?
I sat on the couch all day, in my pyjama’s, blubbering my eyes out at sappy movies instead of looking for jobs because I haven’t actually accepted that I won’t be going back to England any time soon. It was not a high moment in my life today =p
Love, I don’t need those things
I don’t need no ring
I don’t need anything
But you with me
‘Cause in your company
I feel happy, oh so happy and complete
And so the Countdown begins
I have 16 days left before I leave, and I’m moving out of the place I live on Sunday, so I started to pack today, as I have a fairly busy weekend.
Cue the crying.
Yep, the tears have begun. Three pieces of clothing got put into my bag before I started welling up. Two more and I had tears streaming down my cheeks, and about one and a half later I was on the floor.
My poor boyfriend, I can see this being a daily thing till I leave =p
words from across the sea
