The thing I look most foreword to
is being able to tell you I love you
without the fear of someone hearing me.

The person who wants to hurt you the least
Ends up hurting you the most.

You put a fire in my heart that could never be extinguished.

Even though we aren't what we used to be
Your secrets are still safe with me.

These 11 months are the best I've ever had
Despite the circumstances you were still there when I was sad
It always seems like you're the only one who can make me glad
Make me see the light when I am mad

While this poem is hella corny
I write it knowing how much you adore me
Everyday your beauty floors me
I can't wait to tell our kids our story

So here is to us my dear
You're like my glasses without you I can't see clear
It was the future I used to fear
But now that I have you I wish for it to be near

So happy 11 months my girl
Now for the rest of our lives on this world

I look up and I see this girl standing on the 50 yard line and a year ago I barely knew her and now I know her entire body and what she likes and dislikes and that she loves me and that I love her and there is this invisible force from her to me that holds us together and makes us one, and that without the other we cant imagine a world like that.

I look up and I see this girl standing on the 50 yard line who in a few years I will see walking down an aisle, flowers in her hand, veil on her head, and a white dress with tears in her eyes because we had finally made it and everything we ever wanted was finally coming true.

I look up and I see this girl standing on the 50 yard line who in a few years I will be sharing a house with and be raising kids with that look just like her and coming home and seeing her napping on our bed and I can't help but lay down next to her and hold her in my arms thinking back to when I thought I'd never be able to do that.

I look up and I see this girl standing on the 50 yard line and thats all I need to see to know that everything will be okay.

My blood is boiling and I'm fueled with so much anger towards you
It is taking so much self control not to tell you how I really feel about you to your face
Even though you had no problem telling people what you thought of me behind my back.

How do you know the full story if you haven't heard both sides?

Blessed be the day, and the month, and the year,
and the season, and the time, and the hour, and the moment,
and the beautiful country, and the place where I was joined
to the two beautiful eyes that have bound me:
and blessed be the first sweet suffering
that I felt in being conjoined with Love,
and the bow, and the shafts with which I was pierced,
and the wounds that run to the depths of my heart.

Blessed be all those verses I scattered
calling out the name of my lady,
and the sighs, and the tears, and the passion:
and blessed be all the sheets
where I acquire fame, and my thoughts,
that are only of her, that no one else has part of

-Petrarch

And now I've officially lost everything and *everyone

I trusted you and once again you stabbed me in my ******* back

Since when did a relationship become more than two people?

Is it so much to ask for you to accept me?

I lost her and it felt as if I lost my world