Long Distance Relationship - Tumblr Posts
I crave you
I can feel it on my stomach
This empty hole that you're supposed to fill
The nostalgia that I can't remember but only feel
Your hands embracing me
Hugging all my imperfections
Your eyes full of stars
Your voice full of laughter
That makes me want to hear it a thousand times on repeat
I wish you were here
The little contact that we have today is fuelling my desire
We are so close
Yet so far away...
<3
i found love at least i hope it is! he makes me happy! :)
he makes me confidently say i love you cuz i really do
i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him
My wonderful painful love
when will this end? the heart ache is too much to bare. he is holding on to the idea of us im trying to get a way out. i love him ill do so much much for him yet there are some things i dont want to sacrifice. he says he wont hate me he says he will understand he says he wants me happy but i fear he will not forgive me once i leave. i want it all my family , his love being something more than what i am but that is too selfish i must choose one. why is there always a choice?
YIPPEE
Working on a gift for the occasion of my 2nd anniversary with my partner ^^
Goshilovethemsomuch
AND TURNS OUT THAT TUMBLR HATES IBIS PAINT
So I havta send the vid to myself and re-download it smh
I'm getting tired of dying for you.
I can't stay up every night letting your sadness consume the both of us.
I will burn before I stop loving you but loving you can't mean destroying myself because of you.
Not even for you. Not even with passion or devotion.
Just destruction. Pure bloodshed for the sake of seeing it drip out of our bodies.
Honestly most people don’t know how it feels to cry yourself to sleep because you miss someone so much that your heart is breaking even though it is someone you never met in real life someone you’ve never hugged but you yearn for them and they mean everything to you but life doesn’t let you two be together and that is what kills you every evening
An Explanation of This Blog.
My long-term and long-distance girlfriend, referred to going forward as Moonbeam, has a very overbearing mother. Her mother found out about our relationship, and gave an ultimatum of "Block her on everything or I'll tell your father you're trans". We were only able to get a short conversation in before, from what I can gather using context clues, her mother forced her to block me.
This blog will be a collection of thoughts, tender moments and sometimes just words I'd want her to hear until we are reunited and I can share them with her again.
Thank you for being eyes and ears to my voice.
- Luna
I can't send her goodnight messages anymore.
Fuck, that stings.
Daily and nightly. Most times, damn near hourly.
That is when I think about you.
In a way, not much has changed from the day we met.
Needed to talk to someone about you, this is what I ended up saying.
Speaks for itself, I think.
Just spent 40 straight minutes reading our old messages.
It reminded me of so many reasons why I love you.
I hope you're sleeping well, Moonbeam, nini.
Adding a clock with your timezone to my homescreen was one of the best decisions I've ever made.
im up annoyingly late because daylight savings threw me off, but im finally settling down.
i could really use you falling asleep on my chest right about now.
i hope you're resting well, Moonbeam. I love you.
sometimes i really do feel like im just drifting along, day to day.
I miss how happy i was with you.
this might be odd to say but i.... miss missing you.
i opened my phone earlier, hoping to have a message, and my notifications were empty. and i got a twinge of that feeling i used to get when you don't respond for a bit.
The hole in my heart felt fresh for a moment or two.
I really want you.
I won't say i need you, because I'm doing alright. im getting through.
But I can't say i haven't gone a day without wishing for you.
Silently praying that when i check who that new message was from it's somehow you.
Seeing your face when I close my eyes for the night. Or really at all.
Please come back to me, love.
I was doing my laundry earlier and i couldn't get you off my mind.
That night I broke the dryer, just sitting on top of it kicking my legs while we talked.
We talked till damn near 4am, if I remember correctly. and when I passed out you tried to stay up until I woke up the next day.
Maybe I should've let us stay up that late a few more times.
I wish I could gush about my hyperfixations to you. You were always so excited when I would offer.
I miss you so fucking much.
Laying down to sleep, it's almost as if I feel myself hollow out.
Maybe not hollow out, moreso like... make room for you.
Replace all those pesky thoughts of spanish tests and subscription bills with your smile, the stable warmth you make in me.
Who needs a heated blanket, I've got a beam of moonlight all of my own to keep warm.
Thought about you a lot on the ride home from easter dinner.
I wonder if you would've liked the lamb.