We walked through the halls, the lamplight a hazy glow against the walls. The rest, shrouded in darkness. Our voices echoed, and I said many things.
And then you stopped, right as I was beginning to speak passionately, the words bubbling from my throat before they even formed in my mind. Words I always knew, somehow. You stopped and I paused. You looked at me, and I cannot describe your face, that exact look, correctly. It might have been annoyance, acceptance, confusion, even mockery. Or maybe none of those things.
Maybe it was just the truth.
You looked at me and I paused and you said, "I consider myself a thoughtful person, but I have never met someone before who has truly thought about everything so deeply as you have."
I could not hide my surprise. I did not know what to say, except that from one moment to the next I fell in love with you, and that it was not something I would ever come back from. From those words alone you made a home in my heart and you have lived there ever since.
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Poetrysuppose Truth was a woman... * * * A collection of poems & thoughts about life and death and everything in between. * * * Disclaimer: Everything you read here was collected directly from my notes and journals, so please excuse any excess passion or...
