Things to Overcome

College student. Nineteen. Realist.

Your court.

You are incredibly nice to me, you text me all day, you called me your little princess, and you check our compatibility yet you insist that I don’t like you. You continue on conversation like nothing and then then tell you miss me, goodnight. Call me crazy, but you are really confusing. My ball is in your court babe, what are you going to do with it?

Mixed drinks.

There’s just something about drinking and relationships that don’t mix well for me. If I’m talking to a guy I really like, drinking just isn’t something I feel like doing. I don’t want to have to worry about being tagged in a picture I’d rather you not see, have to tell you I kissed someone, or call you with slurred speech. It just makes me feel disrespectful. I respect you and would never want to hurt you because of a drunken mistake.

Once it’s gone.

You don’t realize what you have till it’s gone. A common phrase used for one to appreciate everything that is put in front of them. In a matter of time anything can be gone and sometimes it happens unexpectedly. In our case you knew I’d be leaving after a month and now that I’m gone you realize that I’m all you’ve hoped and dreamed for. Trust me, I’m flattered to say the least but I just wish you would have cherished the time we could have had together.

Realization.

And I realized that I simply liked you since you told me all your hopes and dreams. You were so comfortable with me from the get go. I knew you weren’t healed from your previous relationship and I wanted to be the one to fix it; the one to make everything better. I don’t need to be that person though. You really aren’t into me like I’m into you and honestly I’m just wasting my time, yet again. I have hope in you though, do us both a solid and accomplish everything you want to. I just won’t be apart of any of that. Best of luck to you. 

You mad bro?

I am truly not angry and never will be angry when you’re hanging out with your friends. I understand that you already had plans for them. What kind of person would I be to make to leave them? I’m not that kind of person. In the end you have your friends and I’m just a girl that you most likely won’t end up marrying. I am fine with that. But let me say, I do listen and I listen well. I know you said you didn’t get to spend as much time with your friends or family when you were with your ex and because of that I promise you I will never interfere with your quality time with them. Now that that’s said, might I add you apologized for something you didn’t need to and insisted that I was mad. I’m not mad. Especially considering the fact that we are not a couple, I have no say in what you do with your spare time. Live your life man; do what makes you happy. I’ve been in your predicament; always choose your friends. 

What could have been.

I’ve had you once, I’ve had you twice and yet I feel like yet another time it will go nowhere. Makes me wonder if it didn’t work out the first time what’s to say it will work this time around. We were little kids and now we have years of stories to tell. We were so pure and now we kiss with our eyes open. Maybe we should leave it at what could have been. 

Dusting off the past.

Nothing makes me more happy than a clean room. I’ve became quite the clean freak since I’ve started living the dorms. Throwing out endless receipts that I keep for no reason at all, throwing out old papers I will no longer need to look at, and using snuggle fabric softeners to make everything smell delicious. Oh first semester of my sophomore year of college, you are almost over. You’ve been more than kind to me. 

Four days.

Four more days and four more finals to get through and I’ll be home in sunny San Diego. I used to be the girl that counted down the days till I’d be home and just become more and more miserable as the days went on but I’ve came to accept living in two places. It’s a wonder and a tragedy all at once. I am more than overjoyed to be able to come home but at the same time I know I’m going to miss what I have here. Six weeks is a long time and a lot can happen. I’m honestly terrified to be home for that long. I’ve changed so much since the summer. I don’t even know what I’m capable of. San Diego I love you but to me you’re nothing but a place full of ex-boyfriends who can’t seem to leave me alone and girls who watch my every move. This surly will be interesting.   

Sometimes waves crash.

We were just two roaring waves along the pacific ocean. Too far away from each other to ever meet and crash on the same beach but we crashed alright. I put a lot of effort into you since I had that familiar feeling of bliss when you talked to me. It took me by surprise and sweeps me straight off my feet. But you had other things going on, other things to worry about. I just feel like I deserve more attention and that you knew you couldn’t give it me. Just wish you would have said what you knew sooner. Regardless of how things went down, I wish you the best of luck and maybe someday later in life we’ll meet on the same beach with the wind in our hair and sand in our toes. 

There’s always a feeling of excitement with starting something new. To be honest, I am locked out of my other tumblr due to the fact that it is finals time and I really need to focus. But hey, I got all that I needed to get done this week and I just needed to share with the world what I am feeling right now. I want to use this blog to share experience that I go through that help me grow as a person and maybe you can learn a thing of two from them as well. Cheers, to new beginnings!