intermittent

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guy: i miss you.
and i have always been missing you.
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inspiration: come home
artist: one republic

Hello, world, hope you're listening
Forgive me if I`m young or speaking out of turn
But there`s someone that I`ve been missin'
And I think that they could be the better half of me
They`re in the wrong place, tryin' to make it right
And I`m tired of justifying, so I say to you...


"Come home, come home
'Cause I`ve been waiting for ya, for so long, for so long
And right now there's a war between the vanities
But all I see is you and me
The fight for you is all I`ve ever known
So come home"


I get lost in the beauty
Of everything I see, the world ain`t half as bad as they paint it to be
If all the sons, all the daughters, stop to take it in
Hopefully, the hate subsides, and the love can begin
It might start now, or maybe I`m just dreamin' out loud, but until then


Everything I can`t be, is everything you should be
And that`s why I need you here
Everything i can`t be, is everything you should be
And that`s why I need you here
So hear this now

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if she had always been a-okay with your departures then it was because she knew you'd knock again.
because she had hoped in the hope that jesus does resurrect the whatever.
but after certain thought, she is a little too uncertain about everything now.
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shoutout to: gossip girl s1
T_T

i was going over my archives,

when i saw this.
and i am remembered of how i persistently stalkED you-- hopping over accounts for bits and pieces of who you were. ogling over those who seemed like you. i have bared my disguise, made things too obvious but nonetheless, i didn't care. i didn't care as long as i get what i wanted. and for a twist of luck (a.k.a divine intervention for my diligence), gaps were overturned, bridges were built and walls molded from being permeable to non-existent. i wasn't your stalker anymore. i never had to steal your pictures, while you secretly had to shot every corner of my smile. and i wasn't asking people where you were or what you were doing because i was one of those who knew first. and i never had to ask if you were fine because i knew it when you weren't.

it was transparent. we were.
but we also knew how to be discreet. in that way your clamor with other women would continue. and i would just continue life with one person, with you, much of an addition to it.
it was easier that way. an excitement our egos loved too much to forego. and for whatever is in the present, whether things are back to square 1 or not at all, i can manage.
everyone gets what they want. if only they knew the ways to get it.