On my way home
On my four hour bus ride home from seeing my girl. I came on a whim and only for one night. We went to go see the Joker together and I noticed her holding on to me tightly as if she didn’t want to let me go. I realize everyday how much I love her. We aren’t the same, grew up differently but we still find ways to relate and connect, its so beautiful. I’m also a bit insensitive sometimes, not thinking before I speak or making weird decisions that no one understands except me but she still loves me anyway. I lost my headphones a couple days ago and she got me new ones and I’m just listening to music right with the bright moon at my side thinking about how happy I am to have this girl, you know. How I wouldn’t have had these experiences if not for her, how shes accepted who I am but still encourages me to be a better person.
Submitted November 06, 2019 at 10:40PM
On my four hour bus ride home from seeing my girl. I came on a whim and only for one night. We went to go see the Joker together and I noticed her holding on to me tightly as if she didn’t want to let me go. I realize everyday how much I love her. We aren’t the same, grew up differently but we still find ways to relate and connect, its so beautiful. I’m also a bit insensitive sometimes, not thinking before I speak or making weird decisions that no one understands except me but she still loves me anyway. I lost my headphones a couple days ago and she got me new ones and I’m just listening to music right with the bright moon at my side thinking about how happy I am to have this girl, you know. How I wouldn’t have had these experiences if not for her, how shes accepted who I am but still encourages me to be a better person.
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