Rays soaring through the blue sky, blinding and warm,
The grass green and bright,
the clouds white as hell,
drifting along the cool breeze,
I hold her hand and she holds mine,
Love's never felt this right.
How I met her.
Love's often the little things, like the sea and the sky embracing one another.
I often dream about the day I met her, not where she met me, but the day I fell for her, much before, much more.
I met her in a day cold as hell, it was Autumn, her birthday was coming up, I saw her under a huge tree, it's leaves were like fire and she was like the hearth, her hair was shorter than now it was short and brown a Shag I think, I loved how she looked, sitting cross legged and annoyed, sketching furiously.
I wanted to go up to her but I got swept away in the midst of the winds of people.
My love for her grew.
Honestly I'm not sure why.
I met her once more when fate brought us close, her hair was longer, her bangs covered her eyes, which I so desperately loved, she seemed shy until I spoke to her, she laughed at me and made fun, her joy was beautiful to watch, like the moon on a starless night.
We had a spark quite honestly, something that made me think
damn
and when she wanted me, my whole life changed.
On a day that was exasperating and bright my love confessed on a corridor bathed in gold, not knowing what to say I held her in my arms, as close to my heart, as close to my soul.
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As we keep going ✿
RomanceAnd he realised, that even at the dawning of the end of the world he'd crawl on his knees back to his love, his hiraeth, his one and only sun. (T_T) How the sun and the moon fall in love and traverse the paths of life and love ✿
