Sometimes it seems easier to let go than to hold on.
But when I think about the things we've been through and how far we've come...
Damn, I want to hold on tighter.
Giving you up is obviously not an option.***
If weathering all these storms means I get to keep you in the end
Then game on, bring on the f*cking rain***
We were in the periphery of each other's lives
Our paths never really crossing
We could have met a long time ago
But we didn't, we haven't until nowWe never know what God's plan is
There must be a reason why
Whatever that is, I'm glad you are here
Let's go and enjoy this ride.***
My soul calls to yours
on a level no words can even explain
It searches, it craves, it yearns
For the beautiful madness you alone can bring***
Ours are old souls, meeting and parting again and again
Never in tune; never in the right time
Always a struggle, one soul chasing another
Maybe we're meant to meet; but we don't deserve to be together***
Because it doesn't matter how long I waited
The tears, the pain, the hurdles were worth it
Yoy held my hand and I just knew
The past was something I had to get through so I can have you.***
Nothing sounds better
than you promising me your tomorrows
The moment those words came out of your lips
I knew I was irrevocably yours.***
My new favorite sound in the world: your sigh of content when you hug me tight after a long day of work.
Without words you tell me "welcome home".
YOU ARE READING
Snippets
RandomCompilation of notes written on table napkins, back of food receipts, post-its or edges of my work notebook.