ronacho:

Is that so much to ask, universe?

Let’s stay up late and watch old movies, munch on chocolate bars and cheese infested popcorn. Let’s go watch concerts, sneak our way in to theaters like puberty-hitting teenagers. Let’s go on a trip, ride a midnight bus to anywhere - I don’t care if it’s just to the next town, I just wanna sit beside you for hours and lay my head on your shoulder. Let’s go to the beach when summer’s over, then we’d be the only ones there, enjoy what’s left of the sun together. Let’s spend lazy afternoon weekends being couch potatoes. Watch TV, eat Chinese, bake burnt-crusted cupcakes, get intimate, talk about growing old, make plans, forget everyone else, sleep wasted, wake up to the sight of each other.

Let’s kiss where everyone’s watching.

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Fuck, where the hell are you?

Not in a million years, I thought. I was right. I searched everywhere but to no avail. I was about to give up. Little did I know, the universe never intended for me to find you. It’s the other way around. And now, things are exactly how they’re supposed to be.

It’s been a while since I’ve felt just plain happy with how things are in my life. It’s a nice and calming feeling. I don’t feel ecstatic or jumpy or giddy - just satisfied, knowing that for once, things are all right.

It’s like sitting on the passenger side of your old busted car while you drive me home at sunrise. It’s like laying in your arms under the christmas lights while we talk about internet memes and random experiences and whatnot. It’s like whispering our thoughts about each other, half-drunk, before we sleep at three in the morning. It’s like tracing my fingers along that tattoo covering your back. And it’s exactly like how we stare at each other’s eyes for seconds without saying a single word.

You’re not a romantic. You don’t write poetry. You curse at every sentence and you definitely do a lot of stupid random shit in your life. But how you make me feel is incomparable to any song, or any romance novel. We do things exactly as they are. No drama, no bullshit, no pretentions whatsoever. I will not wish for things to stay as they are, because that shit never happens. Things, people, days - they all change. All I want to do is look forward to our future misadventures and enjoy every single moment that we are together.