It’s been a while.
Hello Tumblr-verse. It’s been a while. And that’s been a good thing. For me..
I’m happy. I think I’m going to be able to learn to love someone again. I know I’m 17 and love is tossed around so carelessly these days.. But I wanna be able to love again. I wanna be able to love him.
I get butterflies again. I blush again. I can’t sleep, because I’m thinking about him. I text him when I want to and he replies. He’s always the one to ask the questions. Gone are the days where I fish for information on a boy. I want him to care enough to ask.. and he does.
Being around him is intoxicating. Like a drug. A complete drug. For lack of a better quote. “he’s like my own personal brand of heroine.”… I haven’t let myself feel this way in a very long time. Sure there’s been someone here and there… But they haven’t meant anything. It’s been three years since I’ve felt this way. At first I was guarded with him.. But now.. I’m ready to dive in. I’m ready to take a chance dammit. Fuck what everyone says!
I don’t care about all these stupid “rules” to dating. I’m, ready to make my own damn rules. If I wanna tell him when i’m sad. I will! When I am pissed at him, I will tell him! When I look into his eyes and I know I love him, I want to tell him!
Here I am rambling to no one. But I have to explode my joy somewhere.
One day you meet the Doctor. And of course, it’s the best day ever. It’s just the best day of your life. Because…because, he’s brilliant, and he’s funny, and mad, and best of all…really needs you. The trick is – don’t fall in love. I do that trick quite a lot, sometimes twice a day. And once you start running, you start to forget; slowly, after a while, you just stopping asking. Who are you? Where are you from? What set you on your way and where are you going? Oh…and what is your name? You get used to not knowing.
(Source: itsnorthern, via ameliasrory)