I love you in the most peculiar ways-
by memorising the lines of your hands and the way that they feel in between mine,
the way your hair slowly slopes across your forehead;
similar in formation, to a wonderful, cloudy sky.
I memorised the time you told me the stars reminded you of me,
and your smile because it's such a small thing but I haven't been able to stop thinking about it for weeks.
I memorised your laugh,
the way you laugh at the things I say
even the stupid things-
especially
the stupid things
when you're falling to pieces,
but you still manage to pick me up and make everything not so bad.
when you hold me
and tell me that you're not going anywhere and you don't
and I forget everything everyone has told me about
never trusting people completely
and I remember the sound of your heart beat
and the feeling I get
when I see you
and I feel myself dissipate
until I am air and nothing is heavy
anymore
and
everything is
light.
YOU ARE READING
If only we could fly.
RandomSometimes I can't sleep and my thoughts cloud my vision of reality; these are the things that I write in times of confusion- when everything is blurred except my love for you. ((this wasn't how this story was supposed to go, I'm sorry))
