a hopeless romantic's winding tales of love and other things.

carry me through hope, fear, and the rest

is this what it's come to?
not being able to rest,
because i want nothing except you?

i dream of resting my hands over your cheeks,
and kissing under your jaw.
i want to mindlessly play with your hair,
and cuddle through nightfall.

i want to know how soft your lips would be,
directly under mine.
you're so other - worldly,
i just want you to understand
but i'm afraid i'm short of time.

i want you.
all of you.
yes, even the messy bits you carry on your back
hand them to me.
i will carry your weight with me
if you can carry mine.
♡