I woke up only to find it all gone. I went from something to nothing in only a few words that held the weight of time its self. I can only hope at this point in time that I can manage to control my self enough to allow the respect that is needed. How does one balance both respect and your own wants. Caring for someone does not always mean being with them but sometimes you can not help but have the desire to be with them. When you start to miss the little things you took for granted is when you have this urge to fight for the little things. I kinda don’t know what to do now. Comfort is the only way I knew how to care but now that I can not comfort I am lost. I want to be there, I don’t want to give up. I will wait.

moriarwitty:

i’m like 40% bad jokes and 60% sadness

(via up-in-the-woods-down-in-my-mind)