Stop looking for a partner. Focus on your goals and rebuilding your life. The right person will eventually find their way to you.
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It was 4:30 pm, you were rushing through the crowded streets, coffee cup in hand, trying to spot a taxi to carry you off to the airport.
You crashed into someone and spilled your coffee all over their shirt.
You let out a slew of curse words and hoped that this person wasn’t as angry as they could’ve been.
Surprisingly, they weren’t.
You caught their eye as they smiled at you for a split second.
“Say, you seem awfully busy today, don’t you?”
You let out a small chuckle, nodded your head, apologized, and told them you were running late.
And as anyone else would do, they let you go.
So you scurried off to meet a taxi cab in the swell of traffic.
You never heard from that stranger again.
Maybe you were supposed to forget your responsibilities for a second.
Maybe you were supposed to hold a conversation with that stranger just a little longer.
But if something was supposed to happen between the two of you, you will never know.Hundreds of missed connections a day.
It’s almost insignificant.
and,
I know that heartbreak is sad. When an overwhelming love has to come to an end,
it’s tragic.
But there’s something just as tragic about a love that never has the chance to begin.
Missed Connections. // Morsus Engel (via apieceofpeace)
never forget that australias first ever winter olympics gold was won because the guy was coming dead last and everyone in front of him fell over
its happening
even better
the only reason he was in the final was bc the same thing happened in the semis
and the only reason he was in the semis was bc one of the guys that came ahead of him in the quarters was disqualified
i’m not sure if he’s the luckiest skater alive or a skater that has the power to curse other competitors.
i’ve been laughing non stop for the past like 10 minutes
I cant help but think that if the timing was different we would be together. I cant help but think about the way you kissed me the first night we stayed in watching Harry Potter. I cant help but think about the first time you told me you loved me. I cant help but think of the first time you walked away from me. I cant help but think of the amount of times we walked away from one another because timing was wrong. I cant help but feel as if I didn’t try hard enough to keep you in my life. I cant help but feel like I lost the love of my life, even though I never had a chance to experience it.
How can you love someone that you were never with? It’s actually very easy. You wake up everyday, you go through your day, and you talk to them. They become your best friend, they become your person. You go out together and get lunch. You talk about your lives. Then one day you cross the line. And suddenly you are in his bed and you’re thinking is this really happening. Then you’re naked. Then its the most amazing thing you have ever felt. Then its over. Really over. Everything is over. The years of friendship you shared is gone. You cant be friends after you feel that. I wish I would’ve realized that before I got in your bed. Fuck that, I wish I would’ve realized that before I got in the car to drive to your house for a Harry Potter marathon.
So here I am. Again. For the third time in 4 years. Sitting in a coffee shop thinking about how I feel. Waiting for you to bury the hatchet. But I know this time was different. You hate me. You no longer look at me the way you did. You no longer quote Harry Potter when Im pissed off. You no longer talk to me, at all. You left me alone because you realized the feelings you had were too real. You hate commitment and being presented with what it felt like you left. I don’t know how you could do that to someone you love. Then I realized you must’ve never loved me the way I love you. I was ready to give it all to you. I was so ready. I wanted kids. I wanted the house. I wanted the big wedding. I wanted to go to your families holiday party and to be introduced as your girlfriend and not your best friend. I wanted to change the boundaries. I wanted to change it all, I was ready to try to make it all work with you.
But sadly, as I said. I am in a coffee shop writing on my laptop about how in love I am with the idea of what could’ve been. I am writing everything out because I am too scared to tell you how I feel. I am too scared to do that again. I know that in a year you’ll call you, we will go get lunch. You’ll apologize and i’ll miss you so badly i’ll run back to you. You’re intoxicating. I love you. I am so in love with you and you couldn’t care less. -A journal i’ll never publish
