Haven’t written anything for a long time. But now I’ve got this feeling that I need to post something.
feeling sorry..
I must apologize to you for the previous week or two. I didn’t write you and when you did, I answered you in a different way like I would know. I just wasn’t able to do my magic, and make you smile, laugh even. I wasn’t by your side when you needed me.
These were my most stressful days in my life. And had to fully concentrate on those oral examinations. My parents were awaiting the best results, and don’t know what would I do if I disappoint them. Like when my father stated that I can still be better from him, because he had one simple 2 from slovak. So I just can’t describe how nervous I was. I couldn’t sleep the last three days. Woke up every 5 minutes. Every hour seemed like a whole lifetime.
Now I’m very glad that it’s almost over. One more to go. And then I will be all yours. I’ll want to spend every day with you. Laugh about school, about school trips, laugh about everything and be together. I know I must respect your entrance exams, and let you go when you need to study. I know I won’t like it, but I will gladly make this decision. Don’t want you to feel that I’m holding you back.
Just wanted you to know this.
Kiss,
your boyfriend.
reblogging only because the world’s sweetest person asked for it :)
I will always be your timelord! :*
Anonymouswhy is this happening to me??!!
After reading your letter makes me realize how far I actually live from you. Fuck this distance. Somebody should put your town and my village closer together. I just hate it that I simply cannot run over and kiss you, give you a warm hug and never let you go. Never!
My friends always asked me why don’t I find myself a chick. Went with them to parties, dicsos, festivals, I have seen a lot. What surprised me the most were the girls I had known but not with this behavior. Dancing with cigarettes, sitting down only when they needed a drink. Yeah.. “needed”. But I had enough of that, it’s just not my world. What was I trying to say with this is just that: it’s harder than you think to find a sweet, cute, pretty, intelligent, funny girl like you. There are a bunch of those it’s-weekend-so-let’s-get-drunk-and-wake-up-asking-ourselves-what-happened-yesterday, but it’s a rarity to find a person just like you. You’re my little treasure.
You say it’s much easier to write down these words than say them? You don’t have to tell me twice. I feel the same. Saying out loud what I feel was always my weakness. Because I never knew how I felt. Always thought I was an unfeeling human being. My excuse was that I have a neutral mood. I hadn’t felt very happy or very sad. But now I know how I feel when I’m with you. Makes me feel enormously happy, and forget about almost everything what is usually troubling me. And never want to give up that feeling.
This is new to me also. I’m just as scared from this as you. However, thinking about it gives me more and more courage. And me being a soft romantic? You know… I’m doing my best, so I hope you like it. That little note in skype made me the happiest person in the world. I’m just ashamed that I wasn’t the first to say it/write it down. I apologize for the time you had to wait. I know it was a long road. I think you should know when I actually started to take interest in you, I would say the very beginning was when we started sending letter via FB when you when to England. That is another action I can’t explain. It just had to be made. And when we were in England, I was just that close (showing about half a centimeter) to kiss you. Knew it would mean a lot to you to be kissed in your beloved country. And I’ve regretted it. I’m very sorry that you had to wait another couple of months.
You were saying it’s much easier to write down thing like this in a language like English. I have absolutely no idea how would I say this to you in my own native language, not counting yours.
You just made me do it again. I’ve just written another article like this. What is wrong with me?? You know how I hate writing stuff like this… This is what you make me do. I have this feeling that someone is putting a gun to my head and will shoot if I don’t do these unexplainable things.
just because I can..
First of all I have absolutely no idea why am I writing this.
Yes, you were right. I’m reading your posts, but I want you to know, that those sentences about me make me feel amazingly happy and lucky at the same time. I visit this site because of you, I am not interested in anything else and maybe, just maybe, the same goes for FB. Am I addicted to these sites? No, I’m addicted to you.
Sometimes I wonder why me, why someone like me? Someone, who even has difficulties with your native language. Asking it, just because of my curiosity. Don’t understand this wrong, I’m so glad, happy, lucky and so on… that I simply can’t express it neither with words nor letters.
This is my first serious relationship. I wasn’t very popular when it came to girls. I was just a geek and an uninteresting person in their eyes. Never knew how to talk to them. Curse my shyness. So I might have made some mistakes and will make. People learn from their mistakes. I’m apologizing for them and for that I can’t be always with when you want me to. Nothing in the world would I like more just to change this.
There are times when I lose my mind, lose control, just punch me in the face or similar to let me notice that I’m doing something you don’t fancy. It’s just how I feel about you. I just simply love your smile, love your touch, love your body, love your connection to the English language (the wrong one, but that does not matter), love your craziness, I might actually love your addiction, and I haven’t said this to anyone: I love YOU.
kiss..
Your sweet boyfriend.
