He'd spend as much time possible with me. He likes and understands the writing side of me. He's incredibly eloquent. He writes amazingly. He'd be protective of me. He can carry on a philosophical conversation without entirely missing my point. He's brilliant. He'd prioritize me. He'd try to take care of me. He'd never let me get away with hiding my pain. He'd never leave me alone to cry. His eyes. The way he used to hold me. The way he used to smile at me. The sex, if any, would likely be amazing. He wouldn't give up on us too easily. He likes my cooking. He likes my music - mine, and the stuff I like. He likes good names for children. He sees me better than most do or ever will. He knows how much my family means to me. He knows my family. We could plan a future together. He doesn't fall apart at obstacles. He likely wouldn't stray. He's very thoughtful. He's the epitome of anything I've ever been passionate about.
He believes in love.
Cons of being with T:
Gamer. Eww. He doesn't trust me... ...and likely never will, since he thinks I cheated on him with Steve. (That's pretty much the big thing.) He hates some of the people I love best. (Well, this too.) He makes me feel woefully inadequate. He can hurt me more than anyone on the planet... and that makes it hard to trust him, since he does frequently. (These things, too.) He's eight goddamn hours away... and that's not changing anytime soon. (Come to think of it...) He scoffs at the fangirly stuff that gets me through my bad days. There's no way my friendship with Steve would be able to stay the same... ...and since a lot of my friends are guys, I'd be playing the trust game constantly. He'd hate how over a certain person I'm not. He's still in high school. He's (probably) not motivated enough to make a future for himself.
He'd spend as much time possible with me.
He likes and understands the writing side of me.
He's incredibly eloquent.
He writes amazingly.
He'd be protective of me.
He can carry on a philosophical conversation without entirely missing my point.
He's brilliant.
He'd prioritize me.
He'd try to take care of me.
He'd never let me get away with hiding my pain.
He'd never leave me alone to cry.
His eyes.
The way he used to hold me.
The way he used to smile at me.
The sex, if any, would likely be amazing.
He wouldn't give up on us too easily.
He likes my cooking.
He likes my music - mine, and the stuff I like.
He likes good names for children.
He sees me better than most do or ever will.
He knows how much my family means to me.
He knows my family.
We could plan a future together.
He doesn't fall apart at obstacles.
He likely wouldn't stray.
He's very thoughtful.
He's the epitome of anything I've ever been passionate about.
He believes in love.
Cons of being with T:
Gamer. Eww.
He doesn't trust me...
...and likely never will, since he thinks I cheated on him with Steve. (That's pretty much the big thing.)
He hates some of the people I love best. (Well, this too.)
He makes me feel woefully inadequate.
He can hurt me more than anyone on the planet...
and that makes it hard to trust him, since he does frequently. (These things, too.)
He's eight goddamn hours away...
and that's not changing anytime soon. (Come to think of it...)
He scoffs at the fangirly stuff that gets me through my bad days.
There's no way my friendship with Steve would be able to stay the same...
...and since a lot of my friends are guys, I'd be playing the trust game constantly.
He'd hate how over a certain person I'm not.
He's still in high school.
He's (probably) not motivated enough to make a future for himself.
He doesn't trust me.
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