To the love of my life, my every sense of the word, my every breath that I take, and my reason for everything, every glimpse of my life, my husband Rowan De'Medici.
You are my morning, my evening, my love, my life, my steps, my way, my hometown, my...
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Grace Asteria De'Medici - Mots
The sun does arise, and make happy blue skies, but my heart sings sorrow. I write because you exist, in every relationship, there is a defining piece of music, film, and literature, through the length of every love story, but we are not meant to be what we should mean.
My feet walk on the same path when I leave and come back from this world to this world. I am homesick for places away from my own, I am homesick for places I haven't yet been before and I miss the life I never had. The tears blur the memory, and when meaning is silenced by meaning, dispel everything.
The day I meet the love of my life, the day where the beauty on you, my man, my husband, my London, Rowan De'Medici. I found the whole universe in your arms, the universe swirling inside you, the wind, the fire, and the earth. The day you make me smile again and even now you are the reason why I am sad. Somehow my heart stops beating, but still found a way to beat it. If later, the day when we remember a time that gone far away, then there is a question, of how it passed two years ago.
We don't look at each other the way we should. Like every other day, I left everyone for him, but he left me for everyone else, you are the last things I don't want to lose, even if it's bad days, I still want to be with you, my love. Even the sore must be the storm, the silence must be the same sore.
When I am with you, hours feel like seconds, but when we are apart days feel like years, my love. Sometimes, you make me feel like I have a chance with you, but when I try to take that chance you make me realize I never really did. At the end of the day, I didn't take the opportunity to leave, with all of this, I hope may it be love.
"We are long walking in the wrong way." The day you said that to me, I never forget it.
The most hurt feelings are unwanted by the person you want the most love and adore.
