Because of your endless jokes about french with your all time favourite phrase:
(yes he pronounces it this exact way)
“JEEERRRRR SUUUUUIIIIII ……. ZAAAAABAAAABBBBBB”
Everytime I see Je Suis… Which means “I am”
That phrase pops into my mind, and i start to giggle.
what. the. hell.
♥
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I’m selfish, I ask too much.
I need to ask less, smile more.
Love more. There’s more to this r/s than me and my happiness.
I don’t wanna look back to 2009,
and forever find myself regretting,
why didn’t i just give in,
for the one love i held in my ♥ so dearly.
I remember seeing you through my hazy glance in response to your call, I stumbled my way into your arms. and you put your arms around me, letting me lean against you while the vodka started kicking in.
I think if I tried hard enough, I could have remained sober enough to be sane. But I didn’t want to. I enjoyed being flimsy and clumsy, I didn’t want to do anything else but let you lead the way.
I loved how you wore my hoodie, it’s as if you were happy being mine. And the way you tied up your gorgeous hair, your defined jaw line became even sexier under the night sky.
Maybe I’ve been reading too much twilight, but I love the little moments when I could sneak up to you and place my lips on yours. I loved how we sat staring at the vast span of water with amber lights on the fringe. How you put the hoodie around me when I mumbled something about being cold. How you keep having to drag me back when I thought I was going “swimming”.
I love the moments when I was lying on your lap, while you were stroking my hair, staring down at me; your fingertips on my scalp. So soothing, so soft, so loving. I don’t know why I started crying, but I felt the pain coming back, from somewhere, somehow.
I loved how for that one moment, the world stopped in motion.
And it just became, me and you.
