knightsky
I'd give you a dozen red roses, but you'd just let them die. After my heart, there needs not to be another casualty.
I want a real relationship. One where we go out and do something. A fun relationship. Not so serious not so physical. Spiritual. I want to walk in a park hand in hand. Stop by the swingsets and have you push me. Have a picnic by the lake on a sunny afternoon. Curl up under an oak tree with you and read a book or just talk or even nap during a thunderstorm. Carve our names into a tree for future generations to see - a sign that we were once here, a notion that all of this was real, a faint memory for years to come.
The world has always been in a constant state of rush. Everyone hurrying from one thing to the next, as if they didn't get there as soon as possible the world would end and all would vanish. Slow down. Stop to smell the roses and I promise the present will become just as appealing as the future - and it's something that you can experience now which clearly is what we all are in search of.
All it takes is one secretive sideways glance from you and the emotions come flooding back. All it takes is that small glimmer of hope and I find myself falling endlessly into helplessness.
All it takes is a chance and happiness will overcome me. Won't you please give me one?
And the sun sets on another day. The light fades. Shadows replace. A darkness overcomes her face. A tear rolls down her cheek. A single glistening tear lit by the glimmer of her shiny blue eyes against a pale, empty face.
The thunder rolls & the lightning strikes. Just another storm. It will pass. Calamity will fade to tranquility and all will be calm again. You just have to wait out the storm.
I may not be the most emotionally-stable person; hell, I know I'm not. I'm unreasonable, over-reactive, and pissy. And yet you stay by my side unconditionally. You are my hero, my strength, my go-to, my stability. I love you.
If you could go anywhere, where would you go? To a distant country? To some far-off, exotic land? Well, all of those sound lovely, but none of that really matters to me as long as I'm with you. Where would I go? Your arms. But who I am kidding? That's less plausible option.
We had rented the apartment together. I thought the rent was too high - do you remember what you said to that? You said: 'Look at that view. Where else are you going to get a view like that? It's priceless, really.' You convinced me that it was a good idea to move in there. And now, you're long gone, but the view of the Seattle skyline remains - a constant reminder of what we had and what could have been.
The stars. This night. It's stunning. Just being with you. Being close to you. It's electric. This is what love should feel like. This is what I have been missing. You're what I want; what I need.
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