I have always been afraid of light and of darkness in equal proportion. And also at the same time, I have loved the darkness and the light in equal proportion. But after meeting you, I could love myself and you in unparalleled definition for equal proportion. As I put down a mug of freshly made hot cup of vanilla coffee that a very fanciful friend of mine gifted me few months back, my every growing urge is to pull out a blanket over us and share this coffee with you and drink their foam from your lips. All the little meetings we've made so far, little cause no meeting ever with you would be understood to fulfill the criteria of being enough, so yes, the little meetings with you have made a very deep-rooted restlessness of mine to disappear like I'd wish the plague does in the coming months. I see you, like I see the morning sky, a person stabilizing himself everyday and rejoicing in little things of life despite the darkness of the night. Perhaps yes, you tell me you want to go to Iceland, the green fields and scented air, I think you have an entire soul reeking of sweet scent that attracts me every bit and everyday. The puckered soft lips and the soft trippy eyes of yours always seem to get my attention when I have your face not an inch away and it's almost hard to resist writing the charms you hold and effects they have on me. Often I'll start my day with you and end it with you and it's almost tough to imagine how a day of mine would pass by without getting to see a sequence of your emoticons and our cute mozzarella-like banter that makes my cheeks pull itself into a smile.
I hope you smile too reading this.
Love,
Luna.
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A Tale of Two Hearts
RandomAnd there comes a moment in life when you have two glasses of white wine and he's tipsy with a sip and you need the whole of him to get drunk.
