His pledge to her:
i will kill the spiders. i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle. i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger, and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling, sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random texts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you. i will love you. i will love you.
I’m pretty sure I’ve reblogged this before, but it’s so perfect.
i might cry
If I ignore your message? Just like if I ignore the fact that I have no idea who you are and yet I have to listen to you, a faceless person hiding in the Internet, demand such answers from me?
I haven’t been ignoring you, I have been busy trying to earn enough money to tour my production through Europe, while still trying to production manage the show here in Perth. Plus trying to get my thoughts in order.Anyway, you do have a point.
Looking back, I have been in love twice before now. My ex-girlfriend and my best friend in high school. Other times have been deep in ‘like’ as you call it, and others in lust.
But this is different. She is the first thought in my head when I wake up and the last before I fall asleep. When I see her laugh and smile, it’s like seeing the sun rise for the first time after a lifetime of darkness. But yes, knowing she has feelings for me does contribute, as it does for everybody in a relationship. Pulling petals off a flower while chanting he loves me, he loves me not ring any bells?
This is not like, or lust. This is love. I’m in love with her.
I’ve done it again. I promised myself I wouldn’t so easily, but I failed. You warned me not to and I tried Emily, I really tried. I told you when I first thought I was, then I told you when I was pretty sure that I was; and now I know for sure. I love you Emily. Truly, madly, deeply. I’m not going to say that I want us to grow old together, I can’t see that far ahead, but I can see us together when I get back from Europe, when you get back from China, when we both graduate at the end of the year. But I’m scared. I really am. I wanted to tell you last night before we fell asleep. I wanted to tell you when you helped me with my bloody nose and you shrugged it off, such a disgusting mess that I honestly had no idea or thought of you coming anywhere near me, and you shrugged it off, like it was nothing. I wanted to tell you when I left you to drive home this afternoon. But I couldn’t tell you, I can’t tell you because you aren’t there yet, that’s what you said last week, you aren’t there yet. I’m scared because there is this small thought worming its way through the back of my mind saying “what if she never gets there?”, “what if she leaves before she even gets close?”. I want to go to Europe knowing you’ll still be here. I know that’s 2 months away, but I can’t help thinking about it. I love you Emily, I just want to know if you love me too.
believe it or not. but guys have problems too. they suffer from everything that girls may suffer from. but we hide it because we cant seem weak. were not allowed to be weak. so this is for all the boys out there. you’re not alone. everyone is beautiful. male or female. remember that.