To desire something immensely but fear it all together. What is this called? I've yet to figure that part out. Like the missing piece in a puzzle; incomplete, although still yearning to be completed. As each day passes, I crave you more and more. I carve the sensation of our skin touching, our lips intact and your masculine touch. The world is loud and scary, yet alone I battle it bravely, only hoping that I'll meet you soon. I anticipate on the feeling of my beating heart as it pumps faster at every thought about you. I aspire to the beautiful love that life deems us to have. The kind of love that makes the world shift, as if the ground was a never ending shake. A life without love is simply not one at all. Therefore, despite the fear of unknown, gravity can no longer hold us down. Our time has come. Our time to fill our hearts with love, just as the ocean filled mine with joy. Our everlasting story is on the rim and it shall reveal.
- To Him
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Non-FictionBe kind, always. Have courage. Hope for beautiful things. Have faith in everything. What you pray and wish for, shall be yours! 💫
