Sometimes people will tell you they love you, your beautiful, and your different from every other girl. But the only real difference he thinks you have is your dumb enough to believe all that and do the only thing he wants you to do. Be his toy. This makes things confusing to us girls, because love to us is when you have so many feelings for someone you have no other way to describe those feelings. For guys, it’s a tactic to “get” girls. So girls, when a guy says they love you and compliment you and make you feel perfect and loved, make sure he’s been doing that for a very long time before he gets any sugar. If not, he may only be saying that to “get some”.
There’s always that one person who you can’t forget about. No matter what happens, no matter the distance, the absence, the time spent apart, they still mean everything they always have to you. All of there imperfections make them perfect to you. Everything about them is the greatest thing to you. But you could never tell them exactly how you feel, because you know they’ll never feel that much for you. :(
There will be many people you meet that have the perfect appearance, and many that have the perfect personality. Think of the the perfect appearance as flowers and perfect personality as dirt. Flowers are beautiful, full of lush color and sweet smell. Sadly, these colorful, day-brighteners only last for a season. After there season to bloom, they droop and their petals turn brown and eventually they die. Then there’s dirt. Dirt lasts forever, it may be moved from place to place but it will always be brown and dark and dirt. Dirt is a mix of many dead flowers and leaves and roots and rocks, it is very well diversed. Although dirt represents a great personality, it’s looks are not as wonderful as flowers colors. Both have positives, but they only satisfy one of your needs. Not only should the perfect person look perfect on the outside, but there inside has to be perfect for you too. There may be some flowers that seem perfect in all areas, but that’s only for their season. There may be some dirt that carries many flowers, but once those flowers die, it is no longer beautiful. What you’re looking for is a flower that has the qualities of beauty for seasonal flowers, but the personality and qualities of dirt. Those flowers come only once. You may be tricked hundreds or times, but that one flower that lasts all year round and is perfect inside and out without doubt.. There’s only one of those.
when i was in 6th grade, i played four square with this group of kids at recess. one of which was a boy named jacob hall. he was way shorter than me, had a justin beiber hair cut, with golden-brown hair, always perfectly swooped and warm brown eyes. ever since we met he had always had a thing for me. his way of showing it was letting me get away with little things during our games of four-square. then, a week or two before halloween, he asked me out. a couple days before halloween we went to a movie together at school and sat next to each other, that was HUGE to me and made my heart race. I remember twirling around in my bedroom after that night while i was texting him so happy and thinking “i love him”. on halloween day at around 4, he told me he loved me. he was the first boy who ever told me that, and i remember dancing around my kitchen smiling so big my cheeks hurt and flushed a warm, soft pink. i told my mom, my bestfriend, my 4 year old brother and 6 year old sister. then a couple months later right before christmas, our class watched a halloween movie and he held my hand. it was all sweaty because i was so nervous, but i’m suprised there wasn’t a light coming from our hands, because i felt sparks fly. then a couple days later, we saw each other on christmas and i gave him a christmas ornament with a chinease sign of love on it. then a week later, it was new years eve, and we watched the ball drop together and hugged. i thought it was the greatest most thrilling, memorable moment. a couple days later, we watched the movie Alvin and the chipmunks with grace and Marshall. He texted me and he said “can we do something?” and I was like “ya this movie is so boring!!” thinking that’s what he meant, and then he leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. when he left that night I went upstairs to my room and was dancing and laughing and crying and smiling because he had kissed me and i thought it was amazing. finally, a couple weeks later, we went skiing together. it was a crisp, blue sky with a cool breeze. after hours of going up and down the snowy hills with snow dust mittens and rosy noses, it became dark. it was one of our lasts runs, and we were sitting closely on the chair lift together. there was a slow-steady snowfall and when you turned around, you could see the blue, white and purple of the mountains behind us. we already talked about wanting to kiss, but didn’t know when to do it. he looked over at me and said “do you want to kiss?” and i said “sure”. although it may have been a couple milisecond gap between our soft word and the warmth of our lips pressing lightly together, a million thoughts went through my head. “how am i supposed to do this?” “what if i mess up?” “what if i kiss bad?” “what is he thinking?” “what if it doesn’t feel right?” “is it going to be everything i always wished it would?” finally, i closed my eyes, puckered my lips, and simmultaneously we leaned in..
I’ve been listening to this beautiful cover of wonderwall. When I first listened to the song I didn’t really think about it, but now that I am, I’m starting to realize how it could relate to me. After all the things that I’ve had to go through between bad relationships with boyfriends and my dad, I’ve had to go through a winding road to get to the next person. The light that guided me through the dark were so bright that I couldn’t see past them and blinded me. But maybe he will be the one that will save me and show me that not all guys are bad and don’t know how to treat girls. Maybe this will be the one that changes everything. But in that my walls are up, and my heart is guarded.. I’m not giving all of myself to anyone who doesn’t know how to have it and doesn’t think it’s worth working for. You only get one heart, and it can only be broken so many times before you become broken.