Every Minute You're Gone, The More Vulnerable I Feel.

Just when I think I'm over it I'm not. I don't feel anything for you until I see your smile. God that smile. I'm not over you, but I'll pretend I am. I'll pretend I'm fine. I'll pretend that I'm alright, but I'm not.

I'm such an idiot

"I guess we were in the same story, but not on the same page."

- 2 A.M. Thoughts (via. Wounded-writing)

Am I happy? Yet another difficult question. Of course I'm going to lie when I'm not. I'll always say I'm happy, just so no one worries. So no one who is happy has to deal with my darkness. I just hope one day you'll see I'm crying help with my actions, not my words. I just hope someone knows me well enough to see through my lies.

But I'll gladly be happy for you

They say you can get lost in someone’s eyes, but I look into yours and I can find my way out. You must have sold your soul to the devil because your eyes don’t shine so bright and the ocean they should be is just a pond. And that woman you’re sleeping with doesn’t have a name. That cigarette was just a way to forget. And those eyes still show what could’ve been.

Those aren’t your blue eyes

When I’m with You

I tell you I’m fine.

I’m lying.

"I know I said it was fine, that I was alright with just being friends. But I'm not. I'm not fine with feeling the way I do when I know you don't anymore. I'm not fine with getting my hopes up about feelings that don't exist between us anymore, at least on your end. I'm not fine with the empty conversations and the awkward pauses because of what could have been. I miss you, but I won't come out and say it. Just know that when I said it was fine, it wasn't. I was just letting you be happy even if I wasn't."

- I still haven't deleted our photos yet

I love the wind bringing me along with it was my feet and legs work together with my arms, turning over at a rate so fast it acts as my own heart beat. Pain that will only last for at least 20 minutes welcomes me in a strong embrace that I will kindly welcome, leaving the door open as long as it will come and go. I work for that pain so I can receive the pride of winning personal battles. Personal records will always come and go, but running will always be my one true love. For it works with my whole body, it tells me that it loves me, giving good days with good runs. Others I will get scolded for even trying to put on spikes that many other great runners have worn before, because my time is not now and will not happen. I must be ready to achieve the level of greatness that my love wants for me. My love makes me a lion, a hunter, but also a gazelle, gracefully adapted to what I know to do. My first love will give me gifts, perseverance and stamina to complete my goals, because he only wants the best for me. But he will also make my days difficult and proud. Giving me reason to continue going ahead. To continue to love him.

Why I run

BPJ Part 124!  (First) (Previous) (Next)

severe blood loss & one heck of a concussion from the explosion are causing some Rather Unfortunate Hallucinations.. b/c in this moment, lance really just wants keith there with him! 

 but that isn’t keith… :) 

(SEE ITS LIKE THAT SCENE FROM THE SHOW)

I still look for you during my games even though we ended it months ago.

On the court or bench

The shower is the only place I don’t crave your touch. The warmth of the water is the only thing that reminds me of your body on mine.

I miss you