It was not the simplicity I was desperate for, it was the peace. I avoided every challenge and found my comfort in your arms.
Promise not to take us for granted. Promise to nurture, and to work on our love always.
Fall in love in bookstores. Fall in love on the train. Fall in love in cafés in all the different countries you’ve visited. Fall in love twice a day. Fall in love for the sake of falling in love. Remind yourself that it is just a passing fit.
I wasn’t the person that you thought I was nor could I be the person that you wanted me to be.
I hope you find her someday. I hope she will make you happy even though I couldn’t.
You are my brilliant ending; my fairy tale amidst sappy Harlequin romance novels; a love that doesn’t compare to the words of Nicholas Sparks, of Emily Bronte, or John Green.
the summertime will always make me think of you,
the sweltering, the clutching
the beaded sweat running down your back
Women who are passionate about their career, so that the relationship isn’t the only thing that their life revolves around.
I wonder if she knows that
you told me once, you would never love
anyone liked you loved me.
I hope she never finds out.
It’s your fingertips tangled with mine, your arms wrapped around me making me feel like home. It’s sparks in your eyes and fireworks in mine. It’s our feet moving to the beat and our hearts skipping beats.