Inspiration:
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• poem ○
I never really understood many things
until I met you.
I never understood why the lovers said
the roses bloomed brighter
the birds sang higher
and the spring seemed sweeter
whenever they were around one another
till I met you.
What did it mean to do something
for another person that was not you
and be entirely willing to give up everything
for them?
Why would you ever be so
devoted
and hung up
over one person?
Why would your days and nights
and your every thought
be occupied
by one soul and one only?
Why would you feel so much
that you would sacrifice everything
and do absolutely anything
for someone?
But then I saw your eyes
I heard your laughter, and I became aware
of you,
and I understood.
I talked to you
listened to the many stories you had to tell
watched the many little tricks you had to play
and I loved you.
I loved the way you walked
the way you smiled
the way you would look up at people while your head was down
your lashes creating a dark curtain above your eyes.
I loved the way you liked to clap at everything
the way you liked to draw
how you liked to sing
your dedication and your passion - your heart.
I loved how you could be so innocent
so naive, so pure of
chaotic thoughts,
heartache.
I asked myself how one
could always look prettier than a rose
and shine brighter than the hottest sun
every single day without fail.
I started to play more music
and every time I did
I wondered if you would like it
and I kept trying harder.
I wrote every word
tried to convey the unspeakable things I felt
for you
in a little black notebook.
I lied to everyone
put on a smile
said it was simply my daily 'overly-emotional' thoughts
but it wasn't true.
I longed for your smile
the look in your eyes everyday
when you were joyful,
and it made me happy that you were so.
I realised I would give you
all my time
all my heart
even if it meant you crushed my efforts without a second glance.
I never realised
how capable of passion
and tension
I was before you.
I never realised
how much my thoughts
could keep me awake or
troubled.
But it's okay
I don't mind this
because for you, dear,
I'd do anything.
I'd reach out to the galaxies
to get you the stars and the moon
and if I failed to do so
I would bring you to them.
I would write a million words
a thousand sonnets
and a billion songs
for you.
Even if you never reciprocate
even if you never notice my glances from afar
it's okay.
Because I will still love you
no matter what.
I love you
and please
don't ever forget that.
- fin -
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A/N: this is the fourth part of 'for you'. Oh dear me.
So our choir concert, 'Lights, Camera, Smile!' was last Saturday (7th May) and I think both shows went pretty well :D We were running high on adrenaline and I didn't mind it and so many beautiful memories were made.
However, I'm currently suffering from what is famously known as pcd - post concert depression - so I shall have to find a way to get through this since there is also no choir for the rest of this week. Sigh.
Plus the tests and projects these two weeks are going to murder me :')Anyway, hope you liked this and thank you so much for reading!
♡, Bella

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