Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. You have to know that you’re a good person and a good friend. What’s meant to be will end up good and what’s not - won’t. Love is worth fighting for, but sometimes you can’t be the only one fighting. At times, people need to fight for you. If they don’t, you just have to move on and realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. Hopefully, people realize great things when they come around and not lose something real. Always fight, until you can’t anymore, and then be fought for.
The way you make me feel is like smelling fresh grass or being in the back of a convertible under the stars. Or returning home from a long trip or just driving with no destination in the summer. It’s that feeling you get when you hear your family laugh together. It’s like when you’re outside on a hot summer day and you have a cold glass of water or when you talk to an old friend after a month or two, yet the two of you are still as close as ever. It’s like the feeling you get when you hear your favorite childhood song on the radio for the first time in years, you turn it up and feel so alive. Or lying in bed watching a snow storm, knowing you don’t have to get up for hours and just lay in the warmth of your comforters for hours. It’s the way your stomach flip flops during your first kiss, or how your body feel when you take off in an airplane for the first time. Or when you drive around in the front seat of a car that belongs to the boy you like and even though you should feel scared beyond control because he’s driving so fast and stupid, you feel save and alive. Yeah, that feeling. The way you make me feel, feels good to me.
You know what I love? It’s when we argue about some stupid thing for five minutes and then stop. We stare at one another and just forget about it completely. I love that we can’t stand the thought of fighting so we put all arguments to trash right before it messes us up.