Writings

Love

A/N: I've noticed that when I write sad or dark things, I write more than I do if I write happy things. I'm half worried about that but okay. So here's last night's. (and i'm listening to all time low as i type this.)

~Samm ^~^

What is love? How does it feel? Is requited love better than it's unrequited counterpart? I don't know what that feels like. To be in love and for them to feel the same way. I wonder what true love's kiss feels like. Is it everything Disney makes it out to be? Oh, the things he makes me feel! I smile at nothing, while I think of him. He turns me into a cliche. He gives me the world by not giving me anything at all. Just a smile and I feel like I'm laying on a cloud. He brings me joy by being him. I love him, there's no denying it. He makes me feel like Juliet. He makes me feel like Princess Kate. He makes me feel like half of a Hollywood power couple. He makes me feel like Minnie. He brings me so much joy. He's so important to me. I hope one day he can feel the same. I hope one day he can love me. I hope one day I can mean something to him.  That's all I want in life. Is to mean something to the one that means the most to me. I can't explain how I fell for him. "It just kinda happened." He's my heart and soul. I love him more than the sun on my face. Or the breeze in my hair. I love him more than the air in my lungs. Or the beating of my heart. I love him more than the blood in my veins. Or the feelings from my nerves. I love him more than my five senses. I love him more than the thoughts in my head. Or the ability to stand. I love him more than I've ever loved anything. How did I love and breathe before him? How did I survive without him? Who was I before him? Does he know that he possesses my heart? His voice gives me shivers. He eyes bring me to life. He's my personal love song. He's continuous and never ending. I dream of him. Wish for him. Hope for his attention. Crave the feeling of his skin. Yearn for even just a simple hug. Beg to be apart of his life. Dream of kissing him. Wish to hear him say my name. Vie for his attention. He's all the prettiest words the world can offer. He brings light into the world. I can't describe him with even the prettiest words I know. His beauty is incomparable. He's a rare flower that blooms only once in a lifetime. He's the glittering, warm sun on a summer day. 

A/N: This is short, I'm sorry. But like I said, I write more when it's sad or dark. Hope you enjoyed. Kay, bye!

~Samm ^~^