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To the one that will love her next,


I know it’s weird for me to write this to you but I’ve learned some things in my time with her and I want to share them with you because you are who she loves now.


First and foremost, she’s a cuddler. All the time, in any way she can. Whether she be suffocating you or simply have her leg over yours. Follow her lead. Lay on her chest when she asks you to and be the big spoon when she needs it. When she asks for a back scratch do it on the skin, not over the shirt.


She hates tea. Couldnt tell you why but she does. If she’s drinking coke now, get her some sprite and keep it as healthy as possible. She’s not picky but she never decides where to eat.


Make sure she detangles her hair every once in a while and notice when the curls start to look bouncier. Its the little things that will make her eyes light up. Notice everything.


She’s a great listener, advice giver, and supporter. Everything you do she’ll be right behind pushing forward. Make sure you do the same. Remind her money comes and goes, college will pass, her future is bright and her ass will always be fat. She remembers EVERYTHING. Don’t plan on getting away with too much.


Ask her about cheer.. watch her eyes light up as she remembers all her accomplishments. Then watch steam blow out of her ears when she talks about her present cheer team. No matter what she says, she loves it and it’s a part of who she is.


Kiss her forehead. All the time. Any chance you get. She acts like she doesnt care but its her favorite. If you drink, wash your mouth before you kiss her. The smell of alcohol reminds her of her father. Buy her books. Indulge her hunger for knowledge.


Ask about her childhood, let her ramble endlessly about all the thing that made her who she is. Talk to her mom. Invite her over.


She’s a little bit of a hot head but know that she’ll defend you in a heartbeat. She does t let things go easily and she was always have the last word.


Be good to Jackson. Anytime you talk to him she’ll respond in his voice and its the most adorable thing in the world.


There are reasons she distant at times. It’s not your fault. Give her space and time and she’ll come around. Be there. Be present. She gets anxious easily and over thinks everything. Calm her nerves. Reassure her.


Lastly, I’m sorry. I’m sorry you never got to put this advice to good use. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me and I have no intention of losing her. I’ll treasure every moment we get together. Good or bad. I’m sorry no one else on this earth will get to experience life with her. That’s my blessing.


Sincerely,

The Love of her Life

tullipsink:

“I wonder what it’s like being 28 and waking up knowing you’re going to ask her to marry you tonight. I wonder what it’s like being 30 and waking up to her gone for the week on a work trip and having the entire bed to yourself for the first time in ages so you starfish the fuck out of it, but somehow drift over to their side because you already miss them. I wonder what it’s like being 42 and waking up for work content that the same pair of tired eyes as yesterday, and the day before that, and for the past 13 years, still look at you like you have the ability to reverse time and stop the sun from rising any higher, then you could both stay in bed. You blink, smile, and kiss her forehead softly as a reply, silently acknowledging your shared distaste for mornings, but not apologizing for wanting to wake up to those eyes again tomorrow. I wonder what it’s like being 49 and waking up beside someone who still makes you nervous when they look at you that close up in the morning, especially now that you’re nearing 50 and fully aware of the wrinkles you have and the ones on the way. I wonder what it’s like being 61 and waking up at 2pm because you were too sore and sickly to get out of bed that morning, but when you hear her key in the door after coming back from the store with some medicine, your favourite soup and a kiss, it still makes your heart beat fast enough to propel you off the bed and into her healing arms. I wonder what it’s like being 87 and waking up next to an undisturbed pillow and an unwrinkled half of a quilt because she died 2 years ago, peacefully in her sleep. It was just her time to go. I wonder what it’s like to live life in that much love. And when you do, I wonder what it’s like to lose it to something as trivial as your body passing through time. It’s heartbreaking that the body can’t last as long as the love between two people. But it’s also kind of beautiful that love transcends physical nature. All we can do is experience it while it’s here and while it lasts.”

fvkcc-xsh:

“I want to make her feel safe and I want her to know that she always has someone to run to no matter how hard things get.”

— (via xesthervos)

In need of someone like this.

(via aleexism)

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