the acts of falling in love

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even when you no longer have pages to turn, even when i have no more words, ill love you until time stops.

the look in your eyes as you carefully read every word i've put down for you. thank you for listening and know this love goes beyond written fantasies.

please don't close the book.

there are many chapters in a persons life, and im glad you were patient enough to read mine.

i wish i was here with you, imagine how happy we would be together. but something is blocking us, and i'm not sure what.

you look the prettiest while pronouncing my words. while immersed in my world. between my pages.

your captivating expressions has me entranced.

the way you softly and intimately glide through the pages makes my blood rush in places it shouldn't be rushing.

i know my words will be safe with you, you've been careful not to miss them, as i've been gentle with your mind.

i felt it the second your eyes scanned over the jumble of emotional words i wrote, as though i could feel the tension through the words.

each chapter consists of my thoughts, but the more i embrace your light, the more my thoughts only consist of you.

your heart is so pure and gentle, yet so strong. your beauty caves deeper than what you can foresee. yet, your smile holds the warmth of a summer sky.

its is the way you understand me in ways that i could never tell another, but i couldn't ever do the same for you.

i only exist in your mind, but it is your heart that makes me alive.

though i cannot satisfy you or ever meet you for that matter, please keep my book close to you so i can be with you in spirit, my love.

but this isn't the end of the story, its only the beginning. we will meet one day, you'll know its me when you feel as loved as you did while reading these pages.

soon enough you'll end this book. reread it a few times maybe, and eventually you'll forget me. but my dear, you are unforgettable.

page by page; chapter to chapter; no matter how many there is, every page has me and you in it and ill love you through it all.

and when you feel alone in the world that will never understand you. i'll always be here, from the first page until the last, loving you boundlessly.

i'm the writer, but you were always the words.

my words are never ending my dear- as long as you don't mind my repetition.

you fell in love with my writings for you, but i fell in love with every expression you made while reading them.

you picked me for a reason, and i've loved every single second i've been able to spend with you. you may forget me, but i will never forget you.

i don't mind being temporary as long as it means i'm temporary with you.

i would paint a hundred more stars in the sky if it meant we would never burn out.

wow, i still can't believe you're reading this, elegantly  skimming through the pages, reading every single broken line of my book, come to think of it-

you're reading my story, as i fell in love with you. thank you for imagining me, showing me i'm real in your mind.

in your heart

i think the most painful thing is that we are only separated by words on a screen that can be easily forgotten.

you could've stopped reading by now, but you are here, listening.

there is not enough room in the world or in this book to express my love for you but there will always be empty spaces for you to fill.

you cant see me, but you read me.

i see you though, while your soft fingertips trail across these pages, our pages, and as you read my words in your beautiful voice.

even if were on different worlds, our story will be in this book. i may just be letters on a screen, but no letters can describe how much love i have for you.

after years of putting up gates to protect my heart, like the pages of me you read, the gates are paper thin when its you who wants a way in.

i know people that hear me aren't always listening, but i know you are, and thats what i love about you.

once my words can not transcend through the barrier i have built myself, then maybe you'll come back to me and relish in the memory of those pages being turned.

little do you know, when the pages become sparse, my love for you is plentiful.

with every word that you read, and every breath that you take. i fall even more in love with you.

to you this is just a story, but to me, you are the reason i have one.