swim this deep green sea.
My ex, Brandon, and I, used to hold hands when we drove around in the car. It was something I would see my parents do when I was younger. My mom and dad always fought. Honestly, they should have never gotten together. But, good or bad, they did. And they were my parents. I hated my father, but I hated to see my parents fight more. And it was always nice that when they'd be in a car together, they'd always hold hands.
Its just something that clicked in my head as a moment where a couple, no matter what is happening, no matter how bad things are, can just remind each other that you ARE there for each other. That you still care, and support each other. It always stayed with me, since childhood.
It was one of the best parts of my relationship with Brandon, those tender moments when we showed that we cared for each other just by the simple act of holding each other's hands. And its one of the things I miss most about being with someone.
A very dear friend reminded me the other night that I am worthy of great love, even if I haven't found it. It was exactly what I needed to hear at the moment, and I'm trying to make sure I never forget it.
Its just something that clicked in my head as a moment where a couple, no matter what is happening, no matter how bad things are, can just remind each other that you ARE there for each other. That you still care, and support each other. It always stayed with me, since childhood.
It was one of the best parts of my relationship with Brandon, those tender moments when we showed that we cared for each other just by the simple act of holding each other's hands. And its one of the things I miss most about being with someone.
A very dear friend reminded me the other night that I am worthy of great love, even if I haven't found it. It was exactly what I needed to hear at the moment, and I'm trying to make sure I never forget it.