“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe
|—||Granni Nazzano (via quotedojo)|
Paramore’s studio albums (inspired by x):
- “All We Know Is Falling” (2005)
- “Riot!” (2007)
- “Brand New Eyes” (2009)
- “Paramore” (2013)
Parting and taking our own different ways was the expected thing I know we would have, but it has taken too soon that it has left me unsatisfied of the situation because it left me hanging. No reasons at first. Too much of WHY’s and HOW’s have kept me company for a long time.
Apparently, what you left me was mere brutal than that of a nightmare, and more painful than a breakup. I don’t know. It is just I always remember you. And when that instant click of the thing happen, everything around me stops, butterflies in my stomach come back, heart pulse speeds up, I vision about you, about us, together.
But how do I remember you is one of the best things I experience that I wish somehow and someday it would bring back into reality.
I remember your sweet smile that always reveal your true self and you in your car bidding me goodbye is the first thing that I always remember about you.
Your musky scent of my favorite perfume of yours that keeps me haunting every night. That scent that I know links the gap missed between you and me.
Your sweet little teases that would start us to have our lame fights. How you play a bully on me and how you show that we could be also good friends at all. I like that in you because you never lie, you always see and say everything you see about me.
I remember you when one night, you even had to be so soaked under the rain just to get me some food to eat. When you came back, you even brought your favorite comforter under its case just to cover us from the cold.
How you straightforwardly answer my direct-to-the-point questions even I know it would hurt and you know it would make me cry. How you show your honesty on me and being open on every thing you hide from others.
How you had shared precious times with me would never ever be unforgettable although you even had broken your pinky promise. I know that fact, don’t worry, that responsibilities and fate keeps us far from each other.
But who knows, you might remember me as these things as well