Waiting for You (Waiting for You #1)

Be alive, be wide awake, be anything but boring.

Brown Eyes.

Don't have regrets or second thoughts." she told me" Love, love with all your heart,every piece of it.Love anything as much as you can.

Have you ever been in love? It's a question you're asked a lot as a kid from your friends, adults, anyone. They're curious. How do you know you're in love? Do we even really know what love means? It's just a word to define a feeling.

I believe that people come into your life and then some go.I also think there's a purpose as to why they were in your life at all.Each one takes a piece of you when they go.Some leave pieces of themselves with you.Sometimes its's wisdom, or maybe,it's a lesson.

? IF I WAS THE SAME PERSON WHEN OTHERS WEREN’T LOOKING AS I WAS WHEN THEY WERE. I DIDN’T KNOW WHO I WAS WHEN THEY WERE LOOKING. ?

I'm done pretending you don't mean anything to me.That you still don't.I loved you.I love you now,here.The bone deep shit that you try to capture in a song or a movies or a book, that kind of shit. It's the type of love that words can't compare to. I still love you. I never stopped. Time apart never changed that for me.

It was our story, played out on the open highway chasing sunsets. It wasn't an easy story to tell you. It was a story of kisses, lust, passion, youth, mistakes, lies, hiding, stupidity, judging, but most of all, love.

I wanted her and only her.
I wanted to be a part of her storm.
I wanted to feel my pulse against hers.
I wanted the bitter on her sweet tongue.
I wanted the sadness in her sweet syrup eyes.
I wanted the silence in her screaming mind and the enigma that is really quite simple- a complicated happiness. I wasn't willing to let go. I was falling completely, forever, into solid fucking love that was swimming through my veins.
I wanted to be the breath in her mouth and the rhythm in her chest that would beat only for me.

I want her sunrise and her sunset.

My mouth tastes like bad decisions.

Our love was dangerous.

It was asking me to come with him.

It was "South it is, brown eyes."

It was dancing in the rain on the hood of his car.

It was making dents that only we knew.

It was living in the moment and making memories and deals.

It was being in love and having your heart ripped from your chest. Here you take it, I don't want it anymore. It was that kind of shit.

It was "Please don't do this, not here."

It was here now, listen to me.

It was waiting, I water, and we waited. Nothing.

It was remembering every detail, everything that made him Dylan Wade and remembering nothing at all.

? SOME PEOPLE NEVER CONSIDER THE RAMIFICATIONS OF A LIE. AFTER A WHILE, A LIE CAN BECOME WHAT YOU BELIEVE AS IF IT WAS NEVER A LIE. YOU’RE FLOATING IN BETWEEN REALITY AND FICTION. THE PROBLEM IS IF YOU KEEP THAT LIE TO YOURSELF, EVENTUALLY IT WILL EAT AT YOU.

Some say a sunset can be too beautiful for words.I'd agree with that.There are a lot of things too beautiful for words for me.To me, it was the earth's way of saving the best for last.

Tell me a secret Dylan, something you've never told anyone else," I said keeping my eyes on the stars.He don't say anything, his breathing light, body relaxed.Sighing, his breath tickling my shin when he whispered in my ear,"I love you.

..the hidden smiles, the stolen glances, we had always loved each other from opposite sides of our own storms. Only the two fronts had collided, one force.

? THE THING WAS, YOU EXPERIENCE LIFE AND YOU’RE FORCED TO DEAL WITH IT. LIKE IT OR NOT, IT HAPPENED AND YOU DEAL WITH IT. THAT’S THE DEAL. ?

What would yo do for a piece of forever? What would you do to love more,feel more, and live more?

Where are we going tonight?"

"To meet Eddy at the Brickyard again. It's Thirsty Thursday apparently."

"Oh no, not participating in Thirsty Thursday. Wasted Wednesday was enough for me."

"Just be thankful it's not Mystery Monday or Tanked Tuesday.

You know those moments, whether you're in them or not, you feel something more than what you intended to feel, what you wanted to feel. That was right now. It was like watching a sunset, one that I expected to be an average sunset and knowing what the colours would be and the specific settings I would use, but then, with so much as a shift in the clouds, a sunset you never expected is revealed. It's a stolen heart in the rain, sprinkled rays of light that kiss your skin and dance in the rain to the sounds of thunder and rolling growls.

It's being in the moment and giving yourself whether you intended to or not.

You know those moments, whether you’re in them or not, you feel something more than what you intended to feel, what you wanted to feel.

You were made to love me." he said against my lips."Only me.I know. I whispered.