Ah! The ability of us humans to be different people every day... it's beautiful, isn't it? Every day is a fresh start for you. You can look at it like a fresh chapter in your life. The next 24 hours are yours. You can do whatever you want with them. Time is your canvas, you can paint away.
Well, for most people, this revelation happens some time in the early hours of dawn. But for me, it happens in the dark hours of the night. I don't know why I've always been so fascinated by the dark - it's mysterious, it's beautiful. And that's how the third hour is for me.
The liberty to do anything I please. The freedom to be who I want to be. The privilege to watch or read whatever I want - I can't think of anything that could please me more. Along
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We've had some amazing discussions: about science, about spirituality, about relationships, about love, about anything and everything. Right from our innocent discussions to our naughty flirtations, I've enjoyed everything with him. The best part is that it has never been awkward. It has never seemed abnormal. The night has been day for us. It has always been nothing short of incredible.
Rohan and I - I might not have written too much about Rohan here. But truth be told, he is one of most easy-going persons I've ever met. I wish I had fallen in love with him.
Just like Sumit, Rohan and I have never been awkward about talking to each other at 3 in the night. Maybe it's our love for the night that bought us close to each other. We've discussed everything - current affairs, science, cosmology, sex(a lot about sex), career, love(in general, except for the time he asked me out), friends, and what not. The best part about sharing this hour with Rohan has been the fact that I can talk to him about anything under the sun. He always responds well. But the downside to this has been the fact that Rohan and I have been so comfortable with each other that I've never been attracted to
As a whole, I think that my partner was comfortable talking to me, just as I was comfortable talking to her. While the whole process was slightly awkward for everyone, I think that she felt comfortable opening up to me. I think that a lot of that comfort came from the knowledge that everyone in the class was going to have to do the same thing. In addition, her comfort level likely stemmed from the fact that she knew I would be in the same position after her. I think that it also helped because her topic of discussion was centered on
My Dearest Christina, since the day that I took you to Blu jam I knew that I loved you. We both can remember that day rather well. I uber-ed you to my house, we drove to Blu jam and listened and sang along to many songs together, many of them oldies love songs, we ate, grabbed some coffee at Alfred's coffee on Melrose ave, we drove to Beverly Hills and up the mountain until we reached the top and we stared at the San Fernando valley from a top the mountain, it truly was a breathe taking sight, you I mean, not the view.
'' I feel the same Eomer. I still can't fathom how lucky I have been to have met you.'' You placed a small kiss on his cheek and stared adoringly into his
I know you always hate it when I texted you a long paragraph. I honestly hated writing them. I wish I could just talk to you as easily as I could write. You are constantly on my mind. You show up in every thought.
You asked me why I stopped loving you It’s because I destroyed you I ruin the things I love When I met you, you were so bright and full of life We laughed and cared for each other
I can't sleep. All I can do is think about you. Luke. I miss you. I know I fucked up.
I know I’m very lucky that I can listen to you singing and write to you these words. Although I may never get any chances to meet you in real life, I thank God I’m alive, sinking in your songs and living my dreams. I let my Dad listen to your songs. And he was really relaxed when those melodies were played, even though he was tired of illness. My Dad is fighting against kidney disease and my family and I always stay by his side.
I couldn't stop thinking about David and Charlie and the next day I was a nervous wreck. Julia called me, and I could not bring myself to tell her about my breakfast the day before, never mind my dinner and movie plans for the evening. Then she went and did it - she straight out asked me. “So have you heard from cute Charlie or gorgeous David yet?” “Yes, I had breakfast with them both yesterday,” I said and waited for her to erupt.
I NEED YOU MY LOVE Dear Tracey, Tracey where to start? Honestly idk. I hope that you read this! I know recently for the past weeks it’s been about not wanting to hear about me and about us
VERSE 1 If there was a way to make it up I am willing to do it I miss u so much that I am willing to give up my friends that are boys. I really miss how u always cared about everyone and just u were the best person i will like and that I ever know you r the reason y i would get up in the morning and walk the halls just to see u u were really funny and u never told me something that made me cry until now. When u said u were gonna break up with me. Chorus I know I have done many things to break your heart and be mad at me but without you I am nothing I fell like a big piece of my heart is breaking I think of you all the time just the smell of you makes me cry when I see you in the I cry because I miss u
My Love Ryan I hate that the phone hung up on us ugh... Well we've so much to talk about .. It's crazy how when we were talking and you said my Dream was my guilt :-( ... yes your right! It's the fact that I just stayed away so long and I'm sorry Ryan for leaving... and I can hear in your voice how you changed and have a new out look on your path in life the direction your going in..
She floundered for words, tried to speak but nothing came out of her mouth. A chill ran down her spine. Her heart started racing. This can’t be true the person I has been in love with for 6 months can’t be my brother. He is lying it’s a joke.
Just like a moth drawn to a flame, I was drawn to you. Your smile made me happy, your cry broke my heart, you were my everything. My life, my world were surrounded by your well being. Every time I see you, you make my heart flutter, every time you kiss me, fireworks explode within me, even your gentle touch creates sparks that light up my world. I started to dress up for you, put on makeup for you, all I wanted to do was to look good for you.
When I see you, the world, it stops and all that exists for me, is you and my eyes staring at you. There's nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The world just stops and it's a beautiful place and there's only you. Just you.
After some awkward dating moments (the "Altered States" fiasco, for example), and getting to know each other's likes and dislikes, quirks, habits - good and bad, we decided to take our relationship to another level. I fondly remember some of our "mid-day quickies", even though we were almost always probably clumsy and not very well in sync in our efforts. Eventually we got better together, and even though we have known about our different "levels of interest", we managed to come to terms with that. Thankfully, that was only one facet, and not the most important one, of our relationship. Our ability to manage our disagreements and discuss them without "beating each other up emotionally" is one of the main reasons our relationship has seen such longevity.