May 22, 2015
You never really complain about things until it starts effecting you. You first get upset over the little things. how unimportant they are, but how you noticed them affectionately. Actions that speak louder than words. A holding of hands or a gesture that you are so accustomed to seeing, but you never comment because it would make her subconscious about it… Yet you still think it’s cute.
You watch the days go by, and how long they start to be when you are waiting. Patiently. Wanting the days to be hasted in order to get what you want. Desire turns into impatience and virtues are destroyed by the ethereal feeling of content.
A void is filled when understand things in a better light.
Just shut up,