I want somebody who can’t stand next to me without holding my hand
I want somebody who laughs at me when I get jealous, because I don’t have a reason to
I want somebody who doesn’t get scared at the same time as I do, but still gets scared
I want somebody who know’s that just holding me close to them when I’m having one of my panic attacks does a lot more than words.
i want somebody who wants me.
Love isn’t her calming you down when you yell. It’s her yelling, just as loud, just as hard, right back at you, right in your face to wake you up and to keep you grounded. It isn’t her or him bringing you roses everyday or cute things that make your relationship appear more presentable. It’s after a long fight, that drains the life and bones right out of you both, and yet her showing up at your door the next morning anyway. It’s not her saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to handle you. So no, it’s not her caressing your hair and telling you everything is going to be alright. It’s her standing there, admitting she’s just as scared as you are.
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I wish i could enjoy life as much as this turtle