you read love in the novels and you expect sparks to tell you who you're in love with. i didn't feel sparks with you i felt a wave in my stomach and a smile form on my face , i held you as otto slept and we giggled on the floor stealing kisses. i fell asleep with my arms wrapped around you.
love isn't sparks, love is something you know. love is hard sometimes and we all wish for a second chance because sometimes we don't do things the first time around. we say things we'll regret and sometimes we lose the people we love. that's okay because sometimes you grow stronger and sometimes you don't. i grew stronger and he let me back in. i feel love again. something i haven't felt in a long time.
~ awsten
(based on true feelings and experience)
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secrets ; gawsten
Poetrydeep down, we're all capable of unspeakable acts. highest ranking /// •58 in poetry
