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Tim Amaru Sep 2015
Love out of passion,

& not out of loneliness.
Love the person,

& not the idea of them.
Love who they are,

& not who you want them to be.
Love with compassion,

& not with judgement.
Love and mean it
& not just to say it
Love unconditionally,

& not only when it seems convenient...
Fall in love with them, not the idea of loving them
Tim Amaru Sep 2015
Life is jus funny you know... Some days you convince yourself that your world is falling apart and that you’re a wreck and there isn’t a single bone in your body that's good enough for this world & other days you find yourself planning out a future you’re not sure you’ll ever even have...
Think about it
Tim Amaru Sep 2015
I wonder often what life would be like if we were still together and as much as I’d die for that, I remember that it’s killed me once and maybe that’s why we can’t be together anymore.. We hurt each other with what we thought was love….
Having a broken heart doesn't make you weak.. It actually shows strength, it's shows that you once went after someone that u really wanted.. Even though u couldn't have it..
Tim Amaru Aug 2015
Me
I’m a mess of unfinished thoughts. A collection of sentences with no endings. An unwritten story thought out a million times. I swear I’ve written novels inside my head. I am a bundle of theories with no backbone other than my passion and logic of love. Some say that I am a complete & utter mess but honestly, I wouldn’t wana have it any other way...
Tim Amaru Aug 2015
One day, you’ll be driving down the road, windows down, your favorite song blasting, at 3 in the morning 
or 
you’ll be sitting on the beach, watching the sun kiss the horizon, at 7 in the evening,
when you realize how happy you are. That everything in the world is right & you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.
You’ll wonder why you ever thought of giving up on yourself. Don’t give up on your happiness. Tough times come, but they’ll eventually go. Believe in your happiness, believe that it’ll come, even if it doesn’t seem that way... Never lose your faith & never lose sight on love
Tim Amaru Jul 2015
I thought I knew what love was. 
I thought Love was late night texts and nose kisses
 and wanting to see them all the time.
 Love was face timing and presents & poems 
and thinking about them at night.
 I thought that was love.
Then I met her.
 Suddenly, love was her putting the stars in my sky,
 & her being the first thing on my mind in the morning
and looking forward to seeing her for even a jus a moment.
Love turned into memorizing the curve of her lips or her tongue through her teeth when she smiles and trying hard just to make her laugh because I loved the sound of it
and finding any excuse to touch her
Love wasn't held in any object,
 it was the way she got upset when I didn't sit by her 
Love wasnt captured in jus a song,
 it was the glint in her eyes when she smiled at me. 
Love wasnt kissing or hugging or cuddling,
 it was just feeling her warmth next to me, even when we're apart 
it was the way I looked at her when she was concentrating on something, 
it was the way I wanted to be perfect for her & her for me, even though she liked me the way I was. Love is me being tough on her to be where I know she wants to be, changing her to be a Better person for her even though I love her jus the way she is
& that’s what love was.
& this is what love is
She taught me what love was.. & She taught me what love is....
Tim Amaru Jul 2015
I thought I stopped loving her... I really thought I did. But realized you never really stop loving your first love, do you? I mean, she’ll always have a piece of my heart, she’ll have it because I was blushing & my heart was stumbling over its feet and I let her have it. I felt the stupid butterflies in my stomach and I let her take them. I let her take it because I mean, she was beautiful and she was everything I wanted. But her stupid smile was a gunshot that wrecked the glass house inside my chest and her voice, a voice I’m starting to finally forget & I’m scared because I don’t want to forget, I don’t, but it was a painkiller that only worked halfway and left the rest of the pain to rot away. Her voice was a song that made me feel like everything will be alright someday. Her voice is a song that I want to memorize again and god, a song so fine & I just want to hear it one more time..
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