February 2012
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Tomorrow, we’ll take a drive down to the city and I’ll hold your hand while we walk on cracked asphalt in the late February sun. I’ll point out the places that were most important to me growing up- the park where I learned to ride my bike, the old, gray building where I scribbled my very first sentence, the house in front of which I always scraped my knees after clumsy games of...
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It doesn’t take much to grow tired of someone. In only a month, jokes that had once made you shake with laughter now cause you to roll your eyes and shake your head. When he slips his hand into yours, you gently move it to brush your hair behind your ear as if to keep it busy, as if for an excuse.
It’s been a long time now and I can’t imagine ever getting tired of him. Every...
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I heard that you’re different now, darling, that you don’t smile with those pearly whites the way you used to. I heard that you walk with your shoulders slumped now, that you stare at the scuff marks on your sneakers instead of looking straight ahead, instead of tilting your chin up and reading your future in the stars. I still remember that summer when we sat on your roof every night,...
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On the morning after you turned eighteen, your vision seemed crisper and your childhood seemed far away, like you’d been drifting away from it for a while and only just realized it. It all seemed to hit you at once- how irreparably messy the table cloth was and how coffee stains would always remind you of your mother’s morning routine, even long after you moved out and started a family...
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I couldn’t help glancing at my teenage years as they became smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror and soon, I’m sure they’ll just be tiny specks in the distance, fading away until I can’t see them at all.
Growing up is all about waving goodbye with that bittersweet feeling in the pit of your stomach because you don’t know if you’ll ever be the same again;...
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everything i want i have whenever i hold you...
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I’m humming love songs under my breath and smiling at every hand-holding couple walking down the sidewalk and suddenly, it’s Valentine’s Day again and this is finally the year that I’m not bitter. This year, I’m thanking the heavens for my blue-eyed boy with his messy blonde hair and his crooked smile and the way he makes me feel like maybe I’m filled with...
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Falling in love isn’t what people make it out to be. It isn’t all about beauty- sure, sometimes it’s filled with butterflies in your stomach and sweet smiles that make your heart do flips and chills from the way he touches you and his lips on your neck, making you wonder how you ever lived without him before.
But mostly, love is ugly. Love is tripping over your words with...
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When I was little, I would daydream about what it might be like to finally have a hand to hold that wasn’t my daddy’s when crossing the street or what kind of foot-popping kiss would be my first. It all seemed very far away for a long time- even in middle school when boys finally started to show me attention, I’d squirm and wave them away as if I wasn’t interested, even if...
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here are my thoughts on february:
it’s finally getting cold, but not enough to make me shiver. i can see my breath as clearly as i can see my life stretched out before me, branching off in a million different directions. and maybe this month, with plastic hearts strung up in every store window and romantic music on every radio station, maybe this will be the month you’ll fall in love....
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and you sink in your chair, brush the snow from...
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“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and...”
– Stephen Chobsky
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I love you because you read to me when I was sad. Your voice was soft and slow as you pronounced each word of my favorite book so carefully and I kept my face buried into your side, soaking tears into your t-shirt. I love you because your friends hug me now, like I’m one of their friends too, not just that chick you’re dating. I love you because I heard your brother lean in and...