When The 3 AM Inspiration Hits :D

When the 3 AM Inspiration Hits :D

Maybe it’s the way I feel my soul crave for your existence, but I can’t help but look for your eyes at every passerby on the street

Hoping that it’s you I’ll run into.

I feel the way my heart beats

For anyone at this point in my life

Hoping that the person it beats for

Is you.

I can’t help but read every romance novel

Feeling as though it is us in another lifetime

Where our love is obvious on paper,

Easily read in between the lines of

Onyx and ivory.

I can’t help but feel jealous

At these romantic stories,

Whether they are on a page or in real time

Because maybe they found their other half

Before I did?

Or maybe it’s because they found someone who can fill the void till they meet their other half.

I’m greedy to want you in my life

Especially right now

When I know for a fact things wouldn’t work out the way I would like them.

I know I have to patient to meet you

To be able to love you.

That our story will happen when the time is right.

I know that you’re one step ahead of me,

Also waiting patiently to meet me.

To love me as much as would I love you.

I can’t help but be worried though.

Whether you’re out there still, alive and doing well.

Or if the horrors of our world have taken you to paradise among the stars where you belong.

It’s sad that the stories I read are about feeling, knowing, and loving their soulmates.

I wish that was a world we lived in because I so badly want to know your face, trace my eyes over your features and burn them to memory. Get to know the name that falls from my lips like exquisite honey. I want to know the person behind those mysterious eyes that I can’t picture.

Do you like to read?

Are you a nerd?

What’s your favorite season?

What’s your favorite type of weather?

How do you like your coffee in the morning?

Are you as obsessive as I am?

Are you as ambitious and independent as I am, but have a desire to be with me at all hours of the day?

As silly and simple as those questions are… I have so many more I want answered.

I have the guttural desire to know who you are

And where I can find you.

So I look and scour this earth trying to find you.

I look in places where I least expect you to be…

Like in friends, strangers, dating apps….

I say it’s to pass the time, but really…

A deeper part of my being is hoping to find you there…

I’m naive, knowing that you’re out there not at all doing what I’m doing…

But I’d be lying to myself and a hypocrite if I said that you weren’t doing the same as I am…

Trying to find you, and bring you, us home.

I crave for the days that will brighten when you’re by my side, waking up to the morning sun shining down on our faces.

I crave for your touch that ignites and relaxes my body, your favorite instrument to play.

One you know all too well as you trace your hands over me to play your favorite siren song.

I crave the day that our eyes finally meet and we both sigh in relief that we have found the ‘one’.

I crave for the day that I’m not the sole poet, and that you have created a sonnet from your heart dedicated to me.

I crave for the rainy days that storm down on our house of comfort,

Instead of running away and it breaking us down,

You grab my hand as we run out the door from the safety of our house and then we make out in the rain.

Not caring if the whole world was watching us.

I crave for the day that we sit inside of a pillow fort of our making as we laze around basking in each other’s presence because

it’s enough.

I crave for the day that we are able to love each other and make memories that are so far ahead of us.

I crave for the day I find you,

My other half. Who was made by the gods themselves,

To treasure, adore, spoil and love me.

So I will continue in my conquest… going through different lovers hoping to find you in this life.

Crushing on people who most likely aren’t you.

Just hoping for the off chance that it is.

I dread the thought that I’ve crossed paths with you, as it wasn’t our time yet or the off chance that it just wasn’t meant to happen in this lifetime.

But if I’m right about that,

Then I will see you when my time is up.

I will cherish and hold you with so much vigor we won’t be apart again in our next life.

My body craves our love, that only my soul would know, recognize and covet.

My heart yearns for the warmth that only your love would thaw and bring it buzzing to life again.

I would say it’s a miracle that if you are dead that you don’t know of my ability to see, feel, and hear spirits.

And if you did, and only didn’t haunt me because you didn’t want to burden me with that fact alone, then fuck you!!

Because at least I would have closure.

It would be so much easier with the fact that I know that you are dead, that you would be patiently waiting till I’ve lived my life to the fullest while mourning for you.

Because it’s easier knowing where and who you are and what happened to you,

Than wondering the what ifs,

wondering who you are

Wondering where you are

If you’re out there

Like me

Wishing

That you

Would just appear

And tell me that everything

Is going to be okay because I

Have you on my side and that nothing is going

To break us apart. Not in this life or the next.

Every person I date from here on out, will be a lesson I learn,

So that when I eventually find you, I will know how to cherish, trust, communicate, and love you, like how I know you deserve.

I know you will do the same for me.

When our souls eventually meet, it will feel like coming home. It will be like breathing in the first fresh air of spring. It will feel as though our worlds have collided in the most unlikely of ways, but when looking back on the moment it would make the most sense to us. We will love each other for all our demons and faults. We will love each other for all our happiest moments and for good days. A perfect Yin-Yang of messy and pure love.

We will stand for and with each other every step and turn. Devoted to one another.

I do not have the pleasure of knowing who you are yet.

But my soul loves and misses you. Whoever, whomever and wherever you are, and I can’t help but wish and pray that you’re doing okay and holding up without me. I hope that you hold out and look for me a little longer because I will find, and come home to you soon. My dearest sweet love.

My other half,

My one true soulmate.

Do people realize that Marinette is slowly renouncing love altogether? 

The last scene of Truth reveals Marinette believes she must renounce any love life. This is her first episode as the Guardian and that’s the first decision she takes and first sacrifice she makes as a Guardian. And this is also the first episode of the new season, so this is only the beginning. Just like Chameleon was the start of her hardships back in S3. Just like Collector was about LB learning to trust others in order to gain new allies in S2. 

Plus, we got a glimpse of this in a S4 trailer where Marinette states she is better off just being Ladybug. Renouncing her civilian identity and life. Renouncing her humanity for the sake of her mission. Meaning Marinette is starting to believe she has to push away those she loves in order to protect her loved ones, her secret identity and the Miracle Box. As a Guardian, she has to be perfect and cannot afford another slip due to her emotions. 

And you know who else has pushed away people and his emotions for the sake of his mission? Gabriel Agreste.

LB and HM aren’t just foes. They are growing more and more into foils. 

Does anyone else have one kid in their class that won’t shut thee fuck up and won’t let anyone else speak because of how much they talk? Like excuse me I have opinions too and would like to speak them, but I can’t because I don’t have a chance to let a word in edge wise when they are talking.

Chile I need to learn self restraint “I’m sorry for this outburst” enjoy these pics of my boy Tanaka and I hope y’all have a great day!! :D

Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

Does anyone else have that one “crush” that you have had small interactions with. Like for example; the crush in question will open the door for you while watching you completely struggle for a good minute, they would laugh at how stupid you probs looked but none the less will open the door for you and say that they hope you have a nice rest of your day and they hope that you did well on that test you were scared for, they will constantly open the door for you when they see you even though they don’t have to so in return you try to open the door for them in return but the crush would say they feel bad and open the door for you anyways.....

Especially after a time and place where you’re heading out of town and have a bunch of shit in your hands and you see them again and they go to open the door for you only for you to open the first door for him and again he says that he feels bad because you shouldn’t hold the door open for him because you have things in your hands and he says to stay where you’re at and you let them open the next door instead.....

And I promise you guys that I haven’t fallen that hard at all for a stranger I don’t even know the name of 😀😀😀

🌼Dandelions🌼

Has anyone else in their life ever felt as though you’ve met your soulmate but instead of it being an experience of meeting them and that feeling going both ways… it was unrequited and you were left thinking that it was just you and that the other person didn’t or ever think of you in that way??? Even though personally you thought of them as your other half and had to watch them from a distance falling in love with someone else.

🌼 And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime

And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine🌼

🌼 I'm in a field of dandelions

Wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine🌼