No Measure of Time With You Would be Long Enough

"I Edward Cullen, take you Isabella Swan, to be my lawfully wedded wife, my constant friend, my paithful partner, my love from this day forward. In the presence of God, our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your paithful partner in sickness and in health, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in everything, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and cherish you for as long as we both shall live"

him

Him. You guys randomly start talking one day. He compliments you and tells you pretty and cute. He asks you about your past relationships and you ask him about his. When you tell him you've been hurt multiple times, he tells you that those guys are all jerks and stupid for letting a girl like you go. You then share tell him some more stories about your past and he tells you his. He starts flirting with you and you start flirting back. Then he asks for your number and you give it to him right away. The next day he texts you and tells you good morning and tells you to have a good day. Soon talking to him becomes a part of your daily routine and you wait for him every day to text you.Whenever you receive someting from him, you start smiling and your day instantly becomes better. He texts you daily asking how your day went. You talk to him all night and he always asks if you are tired and if you want to go to bed. The night conversation you have with him are always the best and deepest. You sleep when he sleeps and he sleeps when you sleeps. Now he wants to meet up and hang out with you. When you meet up with him, you feel even more chemistry with him and you feel butterflies in your stomach every time you talk to him. Now you tell your friends about what an amazing guy he is and you are interested in him. Soon he confesses that he is interested in you and you tell him that the feeling is mutual. You go on more dates with him and he starts giving you nicknames and calling you baby. You feel like you're the happiest girl alive and the feeling is so strong between you guys. One day, he suddenly stops texting you first. When you guys talk now, it's only because you hit him up first. Things changed and you don't understand what unexpectedly happened. He stops putting effort talking to you and doesn't show that he still wants to be with you. You become extremely clingy and you don't want another girl in the picture. You can't help wondering what when wrong. You ask him if anything is wrong and he tells you that everything is fine. Then you start thinking he's mad at you for something you did, but he assures you that you need to relax and everything's okay. He tells you that he's just been busy. So you wait for a while and nothing is changing. He still "busy" all the time and he doesn't even try to talk to you. Now everytime you talk to him it becomes an argument. And you get scared that you are being annoying by hitting him up first, so you stop talking to him. Months pass, and you don't talk to him at all. You never know what happened from his point of view. Because of him, every day and night you'ra hurt and upset. You don't know what went wrong in the relationship between you two. Your friends tell you to forget him and that he doesn't deserve someone like you. But you can't seem to listen to them, you're already too attached to him. You miss the old person he used to be and you don't even know what he has changed into. And one day you see that he has a new girl in his life. He's calling her cute names and telling her everything he used to tell you. He calls her baby and tells her he thinks she's gorgeous. He tells her everything you've heard before. He seems completely fine without you and now he has someone else to talk and text everyday and night. You refuse to believe that he played you, but it's true. You're still hurt and he has already moved on. You're still sad and everything you do reminds you of him. You can't stop thinking about him and you cry every night thinking about him. Yous still secretly hope that one day he will start talking to you again and you guys will pick up where you last left off but you also know that it will never ever happen. You compare every guy you now meet with him. He's already forgotten about you but you're still having a hard time letting go. Sound familiar?

i-l-y

"I Love You" means that I accept you for the person that you are and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means that I do not expect perfection from you-just as you do not expect it from me. It means that I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. It means loving you when you're in a bad mood or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when you're down-not just when you're fun to be with. 'I Love You' means that I know your deepest secrets and do not judge you or them-asking in return only that you do not judge me for mine. It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love enough not to let go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, and hoping that you feel the same way for me.

i hate love

have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It's make you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, wanders into your stupid life.... you give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination . Not just in the mind. it's a soul-heart, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I Hate Love.

i will

I will always love you. When this is white, I will still love you.

When the smooth softness of youth replaced by the delicate softness of age, I still want to touch your skin.

When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled,

of every surprise i have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face,

I will treasure you all the more,

because I was there to see it all I will share your life with you and I will love you until

The last breath

when you lose someone

how do you deal with a broken heart?

You cry and you scream and you act pathetic. You skip out on shower and lay in bed for days on end. You have pity parties. You get irritable and you push everyone away. You cry in bed, you cry in the shower. You let your heart ache. You let the pain throb and pulse through your entire body. You blame them, you blame yourself, you blame the world.You exhaust yourself with "what if I did this.... would we be together?" you pretend you are getting better, only to have a relapse. You drink irresponsibly, in hopes that you'll forget them for one night. However, this will only backfire and you'll end up crying harder and trying to drunk dial them. you consider giving up on life. You gather the strength to get up and take a shower, only to break down once you start the water. You attempt to completely remove them from your life, you attempt to bring them back into your life. You can't bear being around anyone or anything, because everything around you reminds you of them. You watch romance movies and listen to love songs, then you listen to I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor. You have your good days and your bad days. You distract yourself at times, and other times you sit semi comfortably with your misery. You wait for them to come back, no matter how unrealistic that is. You wait until one day you wake up and the sun shines a little different. The wind grazes you and there's a slight spring in your step. One day you catch yourself laughing genuinely, and thing seem okay. You go out with friends and family again, except now you're not distracting yourself anymore. You still have those Saturday nights when you sob while watching The Notebook while wondering if they'll ever come back. But the feeling doesn't last. You wake up on Sunday and feel alright again. Happiness will grow again, it just takes strength and patience.

dear you

Dear You,

         There's so much I want to say to you, but I'm not sure where I should begin. Should I start by telling you that I love you? Or that the days I've spent with you have been the happiest in my life? Or that in the short time I've known you, I've come to believe that we were meant to be together? I could say all those things and all would be true, but as I reread them, all I can think is that I wish with you now, holding your hand and watching your exclusive smile.
         In the future, I know I'll relive our time together a thousand times. I'll hear your laughter and see your face and feel your arms around me. I'm going to miss all of that, more than you can imagine. You're rare gentlemen  and I treasure that about you. In all the time we were together, you never pressed me to sleep with you, and I can't tell you how much that meant to me. It made what we had seem even more special, and that's how I always want to remember my time with you. Like a pure white light, breaktaking to behold.         I think about you every day. Part of me is scared that there will come a time when you don't feel the same way, that you'll somehow forget about we shared, so this is what I want to do. Wherever you are and no matter what's goin on in your life, when it's the first night of the full moon -like it was the first time we met- I want you to find it in the night time sky. I want you to think about me and the week we shared, because wherever I am and no matter what's going on in my life, that's exactly what I'll be doing. If we can't be together, at least we can share that, and maybe between the two of us, we can make this last forever.
        I love you, and I'm going to hold you to the promise you once made me. If you come back, I'll never let you go. If you break your promise, you'll break my heart.

i love

I love your smile.

I love the way you say my name.

I love how my heart skips a beat every time I hear your voice.

I love your hugs.

I love the way they make me feel protected and safe.

I love that the moment I see you, becomes the best part of my day.

I love every second that I share with you.

I love that I walk really slowly when you're by my side.

I love that each time I'm with you, I feel this strong urge to hug you and never let you go.

I love out long conversations at night.

I love that you stay awake when I'm sad just to make me feel better.

I love that when I'm around you, I can't seem to stop saying "um".

I love when you tease me, altought I act like it offends me, I secretly never want you to stop.

I love that when I'm with you, I too afraid to look you in the eye, but when I do, I'm utterly speechless.

I love that you make me feel nervous each time I talk to you, I overthink everything I do, I underthink everything I do.

I love that I have the urge to play with your hair.

I love that I feel lucky that you actually want to talk to me.

for you

I wish that I had

NEVER MET YOU.
Then there would be no need to impress you. No need to want you.

No need for loving you. No need for crying over you.

No need for heartbreaks. No need for pain or tears.

No need for forgotten promises. No need for rejected hugs.

No need for crying myself to sleep. No need for acting like you care.

No need, for everything you've done to make me feel like absolutely nothing.........................................................

 BUT.......

I'm glad I did meet you. Cause you were the only who always asked

me if anything was wrong. You were to one who loved me for me.

The one who cared when everyone else didn't. The one who listened.

The one who stayed up late just to talk about the randomest shit ever.

You were the one who I told secrets to. The one who taught me new things. 

The one who laughed at my bad jokes. The one who did thins, just for me.

Thank you so much for everything my ex boy. I should leave you.
You'll happier without me.
And because of you I know how to love and lose someone.