How To Love Someone Who Isn’t There
Find him in your unwashed sheets. Rationalize leaving them for three more weeks because you’re convinced you can smell him.
Find him in your unwashed sheets. Rationalize leaving them for three more weeks because you’re convinced you can smell him.
“EXCUSE ME! This is not representative of what it’s like to lose your virginity.”
Dancing in the middle of the room when nobody else is.
Congratulations! YOU. DID. THE. DAMN. THING.
Time is erasing your fingertips and I don’t know if I like it. I text you and my heart flips out when I see the typing bubble.
Being sad is an emotion. And emotions, by nature, are temporary creatures. I am sad when a relationship ends or I watch a video of a dog waiting by the grave of a soldier. And is sadness a side effect of depression? Well yeah, duh. Absolutely. But having depression and being sad are not exclusive beasts.
And there, I decided, I would get on with my life in the most logical way possible: by auditioning for The Bachelor.
Let’s wake up tomorrow in a different county and use our fingers as a compass. I don’t always make sense and neither do you.
Your motto is: “Do this now. Eat popcorn for dinner later.”
His motto is: “Work hard, Play harder.”