And the story goes something like this..: July 2010

"I’ve learned to take a step back and stop trying to understand all the “why’s” and “how come’s” that go along with this world and this life. I’ve learned that sometimes you really have to say fuck it and just live it."
— Jennifer Aniston

Yes, it’s a mistake.

I know it’s a mistake but there are certain things in life where you know it’s a mistake but you don’t really know it’s a mistake because the only way to really know it’s a mistake is to make the mistake and look back and say yup,

that was a mistake.

So really,

the bigger mistake would be to not make the mistake

because then you would go your whole life not really knowing if something’s a mistake or not.

Sometimes we waste our words and we waste our moments,
and we don’t take the time to say the things that are in our hearts when we have the chance.

I kept thinking of how much I love talking to you.
how good you look when you smile,
and how much I love your laugh.

I daydream about you every moment,
replaying pieces of our conversation,
laughing at funny things you said or did.

I've memorized your face,
and the way you look at me.
I catch myself smiling again at what I imagine.

I cant wait to see you again,
and I wonder what will happen the next time we meet.
I really hope you know how much I cherish,
the time that we get to spend together.

Maybe asking you to love me was too much.
Maybe I just wanted you to understand.
Because for so long I've been hurt,
and for so long I doubt you've ignored it.

And maybe it is a bad timing,
or maybe I just dont care anymore.
I've been here all along waiting,
just waiting for you to notice.

But it all hurts the same,
and it the end,
Im left broken and crying myself to sleep.

So screw the bad timing.
I've loved you then,
like I love you now,
and I probably always will.