r/romance

And you know I know. I just want you to know I know exactly what the games were about. I know your whole situation and what your triggers were. I knew why you'd be warm then cold. When we made deep eye contact, you knew I saw right through you and being seen like that was so intriguing for you that you couldn't look away in the moment even though you would try to lock yourself down after the fact.

Love isn't a big deal for me. I love everyone, and I'm not embarrassed that I felt something for you. You trying to destroy my reputation after I asked about our vibe was cute and totally predictable and didn't even bother me. Because there's nothing you can do to hurt me.

It's not that I have moved on, where I am isn't a place you leave. I'm just basically ok with whatever happens because I am taken care of no matter what happens. And I can sense your guilt, your dreams, and your nightmares, and I'm just wishing you peace because I can't expect you to behave better for me or anyone else until you can accept yourself for who you are (even the dark parts) and accept me and others too. To stop competing for power and get real about what you really want and are able to give.

I am not going to contact you first and am not sure if the door back to me is even open anymore, and while I might make fun of your immaturity for my own amusement from time to time, I really truly will always love you no matter what. I just don't need to be with you to hold that warmth, and my love for you belongs to me, not you, and I'll hold it until I decide to set it down.

I feel like I like her but I'm not sure I really do.

...and It's not that I don't love you, I do, I just don't want this to be my full stop.

Beautiful Creature, Impressed are you? In being greatly honest, I almost gave in last Friday and disconnected my heart from each of its valves to place it in a box to store it away into the catacombs of the forgotten. Don’t think of me as being overly poetically dramatic. Things were really building up and were getting the best of my emotions. I could not help but let my emotions take over me for the moment I was feeling them.

As strong as I look and portray myself to be; Yes, I do cry heavenly. I felt the strong urge and needed to. I felt a little better after I cried and fell asleep. It has been said that crying is healthy. I’m a person that can usually hold back my tears. But, I think because I am getting more wiser; my emotions have gotten stronger. I even cry when watching certain movies, television shows, and listening to music that’s overly emotionally dramatic that I can’t help the feeling…

Do you cry like I cry?

I could be wrong, but I screened shot a photo profile of another person’s face that looked identical to your’s only difference… is this person put’s their war paint on. I’ve taken notice that you don’t wear any war paint. And that’s fine with me. I love your face. Don’t be bashful to show it off. I look at that picture on the day’s that I don’t see you. Although, I do see you when I look at that picture. It helps me coupe a little. Bear with me that I do feel and hurt.

I just look back and think that if we had kept going like the way we were going before when we only knew that we secretly had feelings for each other. I just wonder from your perspective if you would have continued to talk me face to face? You had distanced your self for a bit completely almost hiding from me. You thought that you were being too up front with the way you felt in my presence. You didn’t want to lose the communication we had progressed to have as well not losing my presence, either.

But now, I hope that we will try to work on talking to each other face to face, again.

I’m actually proud of myself for initiating that I have feelings for you. I am happy that I communicated back with the few small gestures that I gave to you in order to acknowledge your subtle hinted gestures. Really…No time could be better for us. Acting on what we feel is perfect instead of going silent and standing still for all the wrong reasons.

I’d rather that we both be on an understanding that we have LOVE for each other than the thought being “Lost in Space.” To Be Continued… -DK

What’s with that feeling of wanting to reach out to someone who was once special but you definitely moved on from (at least what you think) even tho you are the one who cut them off and told them to leave you alone (I meant to push you away so that you would be closer) and now I’m torn between reaching out and looking once again like a bipolar-can’t-make-a-choice girl or just keep thinking of you from time to time wondering if you think of me, maybe we think of each other at the same time who knows. I don’t believe in chance or pure coincidence so I’ll just tell you what there is.

Checked our birthcharts and guess what (you would probably tell me it’s bullshit) butttttt my sun is your moon and my moon is your sun and other stuff that you probably don’t give a fuck about but it says we have high chances of marriage🥹 okay I’ll just stop the bullshit

I’ll throw a coin and if it falls into a gutter I will text you

It felt like that's the way we were headed. There were obstacles, but they'd mostly been moved out of the way and we'd finally be together.

And then, just when I sensed there would be an opening, you made your decision. I don't blame you for going in a different direction. It's just that I really hoped it would be us. You know how sometimes you meet a person that makes all your prior pain and setbacks make sense, so you don't feel bad about them anymore? You were that person for me. You made the past make sense. And now you're part of it, and I have even more emotional wreckage.

I'm just rambling now. But there's one particular day I keep going back to that was the last time we saw each other, when I feel I had an opportunity to make my feelings known. And yet, I hesitated. Why? I can't fully explain. Would it have made a difference or was your mind already made up at that point? Again, I don't know and I never will. But it's something I regret sorely.

It really feels like you were my last chance to get things right. People say that after every missed opportunity or relationship, but at this stage of the game it seems to ring truer than usual for me, on some level at least. In any case, I just wish it could have been us. I really, really wish it were us.

Lalo,

My friend the goofy one. The one who I call My future husband....

I've been here for a while now, thinking about you. Wondering what happened. Wondering how you're doing. Honestly, I really believed you would've messaged me by now.

You haven't.

So tell me something real.

Tell me I'm not alone in how I felt about you. Tell me you think about me. Tell me you miss me. Tell me that some part of you still wonders what would've happened if we'd both been a little braver.

Tell me you want to start over—not necessarily jumping straight into anything, but maybe finding our way back to the friendship we had before. Tell me you finally chose yourself. Tell me you've come to your senses. Tell me you're sorry about Mother's Day weekend and that you wish you could make it up to me.

Tell me it's some truly, madly, deeply type shit.

And I'll tell you something real too.

I'm sorry I wasn't brave before. I'm sorry for pushing you away when maybe what I really wanted was for you to stay.

And yes... it was me on Reddit. Writing to you. My friend. My future husband. 😂 It was me who said, "Why so silent? Cat got your tongue?"

Because the truth is, the first time I saw you, I was stopped dead in my tracks. I still think you're the most beautiful man I've ever seen.

And after all these months of not talking, somehow... it's still you.

When I close my eyes, it's you. When I hear certain songs, it's you. Especially when "Back to Friends" by sombr plays.

I still think about you.

And as crazy as it sounds, I'd still choose you. Over and over again.

Not because I think you're perfect. You're absolutely not. 😂 But because I'd rather have something real, complicated, messy, and meaningful with you than something easy that doesn't make me feel anything at all.

I'm ready to be brave now.

I want the truly, madly, deeply kind of love.

And I want to know if you're ready for that too.

So...

What do you say?

Maybe we stop being afraid of what this could be.

Maybe we both finally get brave.

XOXO- JAI

What was the thing they said that made you look at them differently? What made you fall for them? What made you know they cared?

Hi all, this morning I recently had a memory flash in front of my eyes of sticking a love note in my ex's luggage before his flight to SF. It made me think of the other love notes I would leave him at his Yale dorm apartment. He was courting me at this time when i would hide him love notes. They were calm kind words, not lovey dovey, given we were dating not like married or anything. This then triggered me to wonder if men keep these, even if you're not on speaking terms at the moment. I guess, with anything, it depends on the circumstances. Given there's no bad blood and last time we spoke he thanked me and wanted to see me, I am guessing his memories too are fond. Do men typically cherish love notes like that? My first boyfriend I can almost say with certaintly he did not care and threw them away or left them out for his housekeeper to throw away. Same with the bracelet I got him from Turkey. He def threw it away since it wasn't Chrome Hearts. Curious the POV from a man, probably a man who isn't a diva like I depicted in my second point. Thanks in advance x!

I am not really a talker of a person, I don't know how to show affection romantic wise. We had a great talk today and she mentioned how she doesn't feel like she makes me happy. She really does make me the happiest person ever, and I wanna learn how to show her how I am happy.

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I dream of coming home to you and hugging you like your my purpose.

I dream of you getting home from work and I've already run you a bath to relax.

I dream of rubbing your tied little feet and hearing about your day.

I dream about making you laugh when you're in the middle of being angry about something.

I dream about roller skating in carparks at night under the stars and falling into each other laughing.

I dream of surprising you with a weekend trip and teasing you about where we are going on the way there.

I dream of giving you over the top romantic moments that make movies look pale in comparison.

I dream of having hot water bottles and emergency snacks on standby,

I dream of all of our firsts, and how Il treasure them and hold them dearly

I dream of being eachothers safe space

I dream about the first I love you, the day you say yes and the day you say I do.

I dream of sucking up to you when I've done something wrong

I dream about our wedding song

I dream about us being old together and sneaking into a movie theatre.

I dream about the days where you need me to step up the most.

I dream about you being the reason I can.

And I sadly dream about how hard it will be to let go of your hand.