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"”How many were there before me?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, how many girls did you have before me?”
“Love? …5. I loved 5 women before you.”
“What were their names?”
“Who, What, When, Where, Why.”
“Can you tell me about them?”
“Who I loved, was a girl from college. I wasn’t exactly close to her but with some superficial facts and a few interactions over semester you know like most guys fantasizing over, girl they barely know, I filled in the blanks like a fairytale author. And who she became in my head was probably more than the reality. She was a third year.. Sorority girl. Yeah and I was infatuated freshman, sure but the several times we got to spend together outside of class, it really allowed me to see she really had a good heart and a bright spirit. The only problem was, so did just about every other guy. And while she turned me down nicely, I swear, there were times when it seemed like the clique sorority girl may had felt something for the typical awkward freshman.
What I loved was an old friend. But she was much more than just a friend. We met early in college and kept in touch with the years after. We saw eachother grow and change, and through multiple relationships. I saw her different boyfriends come and go. She was also there for every girlfriend and breakup of mine. Personality, humor, taste… It was all there. Her and I were almost perfect. The only thing that wasn’t perfect was her timing… We were never single at the same time. What we loved about eachother was never enough to leave who we were with. This was something we eventually had to face in accept. And we had to leave behind, what we had.
When I loved, was my first girlfriend in high school. It’s a bit unfair because she embodies the combination of both love… And youth. The feeling of young love is unique and impossible to replace or replicate, because we could only be that age once. High school was a time of innocence, discovery and adventure. We shared these three elements together and things like, our first kiss, late night sneaking out, and mad name movies, all of which now have become a nostalgic love, preserved at a time that neither of us can touch. But know was there. Even though we were just kids there’s not a doubt in my mind that when we were there, we were in love.
Where I loved was a girl I met in Los Angeles. I never attended to stay there that long. It was just a six months internship after graduating. But it all changed when I met her. Soon a year had passed then somehow another year after that. I couldn’t leave the city, I couldn’t leave her. Maybe it was my desire to be on my own, or prove something to everyone back at home. But she helped me accomplish it over there. With a relationship reflect of off the city we were in, a new energy and new experiences that really pushed me to mature more than anyone or anywhere else. When people ask what city I love the most I say “LA”… The city where I loved the most.
“Why I love was a close friend of mine that passed away. She told me after she was diagnosed that death was not what saddened her the most. But the fact that she never really felt like she had fallen in love. She wouldn’t get to have those emotions, good and bad. Of being hurt and of being held. After she passed, those words stuck with me the most. Teaching me to see that one of the greatest gifts we have of being alive is the ability to give, receive, and even lose love. There are so many like her, whose lives end before having any of those experiences .What a waste, if we don’t strive to love in our lives. She made me understand why. Why waste this life not loving.”
“I understand now.”
“You were the sixth.”
“The sixth… So which one am I then?”
“You were none of them… Because you are all of them. You are who I love, the girl on the pedestal, the fantasy, the make-believe things that are actually true. You are what I love. The depth, the inside jokes, the bestfriend. You are when I love. A new history is being started with you. We are the young lovers, our older selves with someday reminisce about. You are where I love. Because I’d go anywhere, just to be with you. You are why I love. Because before you, I didn’t truly understand what I was looking for, and now that we found eachother, you’ve giving my past and future meaning. You are the sixth… You are the last.”
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