I was going through some tumblr account when i found this post, i had to share it as it resonated with so much me and I imagine it will resonate with many of you as well.
" I’m not
going to be the girl you marry.
I’ll be the
memory you have when you propose to her. As you slide that ring on her finger
you’ll think about that time we got dressed in our swankiest threads and had a
horrible time at that party so we came back home and sat in an empty bath tub
drinking whiskey outta the bottle talking about our childhood dreams.
I’m not going to
be the girl you marry.
I’ll be that
memory whenever you and her get in an argument. You’ll recall our first fight
and the endless glares and icy tones. Repetition of words like RESPECT and WHY
rung through the stillness of the air. We almost ended that night. Thankfully
you stopped me from walking out of that door.
I’m not going to
be the girl you marry.
I’ll be that
memory when you have your first child. When you and your wife are picking out
names you’ll remember our talk about our future. Our apartment layout and first
pet. A dog named Pascal because I’m allergic to cats.
I’m not going to
be the girl you marry.
I’ll be the girl
you fall for when you are too young to understand what falling really is.
You’ll fuck up and lose me. You won’t realize it until a while later. But when
you do, you’ll think about me everyday. Forever."
(via blockaleshia)
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