Wild Horses
She was his sun.
He was her moon.
Together they made yin and yang.
Her broken heart mended by his tender love.
But they weren't perfect.
No one is.
But they completed each other.
Like pieces of a puzzle.
She was missing one piece for a while.
Another stole it and hid it away.
She wasn't completed until he molded the last piece
It fit her puzzle perfectly.
She was his chess board.
He was the knight
And she was the queen
He worshipped and cared for her
Treating her as she should've been
A long time before
Her heart fluttered when he said her name
It galloped like the herd of a hundred wild horses
He kissed her lips
Whispering I love you
Her heart melted
Like ice in fire
Her cheeks flushed
I love you too
She whispered back
She buried her face in his chest
Listening to the steady sound of his heartbeat
Their love story
Was and is
Imperfect
And perfect
It's a Fairytale
It's a tragedy
It's love
It's longing
It's heart
It tests your passion
It's their love story
Told a thousand times
With different people
Different names
All in love
Their heartbeats the same
With the rhythm of a hundred wild horses.
~Brooke
Chess I dedicate this to you because I had to write a cute moment about a guy and girl! See my reference in there? I know it sucks but ehhhhh tell me if you want this taken down! ❤️I'll do it in a heartbeat!
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