The more strict my parents get the more I want to just break free and get away and just rebel. 

They know I’m a good kid with a good head on my shoulders. I have no idea why they limit me on so many things yet expect me to grow up when they still treat me as if I’m 10. 

You’d do anything just to get his attention. You’d look at him when he’s not looking just hoping he’d look right back. You’re too shy and scared to hit him up first, but when you two talk you wait impatiently for his reply. You want to be the only girl he’ll think about everyday, the only girl that is on his mind, the only girl that he wants to be with, and the only girl that he’ll make his forever.

I want a moment like this.

It doesn’t even have to be a boyfriend/girlfriend type of relationship. It could simply just be two bestfriends hanging out and enjoy eachothers company. I want a moment like this. Just having good vibes and being able to enjoy by talking about random stuff. Being able to joke around and act silly, but as the conversation prolongs you both begin to become comfortable with eachother and open up. Thus being comfortable to tell eachother what’s on their mind. Where we don’t need to be under the influence of alcohol or drugs to have fun. It’s hard to get moments like these now a days. That’s why every chance I get, I cherish it.

As much as we’re ready to grow up and make our own money, rules, and decisions, we still will always rely on our parents. As much as we may ‘hate’ them sometimes, deep down, we know we love them. They may be overprotective, but that’s just their way of showing that they care. All they really want is for us to have a good future, make the right decisions, and be able to independently live on our own. 

but not just any type of hug. I want a hug that has a deep meaning to it. I want a hug that re-assures me that i’m important to that person. I don’t want your one-armed bull crap. I want a tight, two-armed, “you mean a lot to me,” type of hug. That sounds really good right now.

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That day that i’ll actually get to see you, hold you and feel you. Where your lips are pressed against mine, and where my arms are holding you close to me. Where I feel no distance between us and feel great warmth from your body to mines. I get to stare into your eyes and hold your hand for a long period of time. Kiss, Hug, and Tuck you into bed. Whisper “I love you.” into your ears. 

I wish distance wasn’t a problem.

Because conversations became texting, arguments became phone calls, feelings became subliminal messages online, sex became easy, the word “love” gets used out of context, insecurities have become your way of thinking, getting jealous became a habit, trust has been lost, cheating became an accident, leaving became the only option & being hurt became natural.

Recently, I haven’t been talking to much people now like I used to. There just isn’t anything interesting to talk about anymore. Like sure, I would talk to some people and ask how their day was etc, etc. But after awhile conversations just goes dead and it doesn’t seem like a normal conversation as usual. Maybe I’m just used to being independent now and thinking everything through inside my mind instead. There just isn’t much to talk about anymore..