A story of love and lost and restrengthening in 10 pictures found on tumblr
His favorite thing to do was write her poetry and cook her dinner.
Her favorite thing to do was write him letters and sleep in his arms
His Lasting impression was his half cocked smile, his old fashioned nature and androgynous clothing style
Her lasting impression was her artistic spirit, her amazing unruly hair, and memorable style of dresses.
He was her “mister”
She was his “babydoll”
He wrote her a line that she never forgot “my class ring around your neck your promise ring around my finger”
She wrote him a line about loving him more then the moon and the stars in the sky.
Two people very much in love did everything together, didn’t matter they never left each others sides and couldn’t be separated because they never wanted a minute without each other. then as if the world was torn asunder their worlds went in different directions love became lost as they drifted and swam through their personal lives farther and farther away from each other. but no matter the pain they tried to fight on by themselves but soon realized there was some cuts that bandages, alcohol, drugs other lovers, and work wont fix so they were both left heartless. their blood ached from trying to make the other appear and all their time spent wondering what the other was doing. hoping one day that their dreams and their realities would once again collide they played the parts they needed to to get by day to day. until the pain of the separating became a distant thing and they could take back their heart and patiently and slowly as to not nick anything that still had to much pain or feeling they put their hearts back together with that dream keeping their hearts alight. and knowing it wasn’t a physical detail that kept them together for so long and so tightly wrapped around each others fingers but the other subtle details that they try to find in everyone; a persons kindness, their gentle eyes, their charismatic half cocked smile, the way they sound when they slurp soup or spaghetti, or even the sound of them crying when you said goodbye for what felt like the rest of this lifetime even though you know that it’ll happen when you least expect it.
But being true it will come back around eventually when its needed the most and the two can once again have healed hearts, and charismatic smiles of two who know its real.