“i always think of you before i fall asleep. the words you said, the way you looked. the things we laughed about, the silent moments we shared. and when i dream, i'll dream of you. because it's about you, it's always about you.”
— unknown
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to be.
Oh to be the lover he holds in his eyes,
To be the one who when he sets eyes on, the world around him fades,
To be the one for who his eyes gleam with pride,
To be the one for who his eyes soften with relief, when he knows she's there for him,
To be the one who sets off the sparkle of dreams of family his eyes
To be the one his arms envelop perfectly as if a puzzle's destined piece,
To be the one his lips automatically curl for
To be the one who he can rest his worries on
To be the one, the one, the one, he loves.
Oh to be the lover in his eyes, what would I not give?
I would give my sleepless nights just to catch a glimpse of him when my eyes shut.
I would give my dark mornings, to become the sunshine when he wants a sunrise.
I would give my empty hands, to hold all his insecurities in.
I would give my shadow to protect his.
I would give my dreams to him, if he makes them his.
I would give him my traditions, as he wishes.
I would give him my peace, just so he can have his.
I would give him my love to shelter him on rainy nights.
I would give myself to him, even if his eyes hold someone else.
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The hearts compass
Gathering bronze coins in my hand,
smelling the ages of man,
clasp the roundness in my hand.
I’d cast them to generate a diagram,
watch flights of birds as their white feathers fall,
listen to a cracked tortoise shell talk,
and how the numbers align.
Read the lines and watch
the changes unfold. I was repeating
the gorge, hoping to make a leap of faith.
Hoping I’d land,
safe, in your arms.
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I thought I should know beforehand, that if I knew, I could do it.
I realized that knowing wasn't enough.
then I realized that it is not enough to know, I need to be able to express what I know
I realized that saying what I know is not enough.
so it's out of my hands, I'm not the one who can put my words into people's hearts.
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