Soul mates... I don't know how it is you are so familiar to me - or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, ever whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before - in another time, a different place - some other existence - Lang Leav
You are a piece of the puzzle to someone else's life.
You may never know where you fit
but others will fill the holes in their lives
with pieces of you.
It is so easy
for me to love you
that it frightens me.
I've never been good at anything.
But I've never wanted anything
so much as
I want to hold you
every waking minute.
And every night while I sleep.
The question has ceased to be
"How do I love you?"
and has become
"How would I ever stop?"
I dreamt of you,
and that we kissed.
Although,
I know it wasn't real,
I still wake up breathless.
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.
There's a difference between who we love, who we settle for with, and who we're meant for.
And no matter the room
or the furniture between us,
I will brush your hair
back behind your ears
with my eyes
and I will kiss
the sides of your neck
with a glance.
I will unwind the fabric
and uncover the skin
and decorate it all with goosebumps.
Then I will blink,
and find your eyes,
and realize I never
even left my chair
for a single
moment.
I find your lips
so kissable
and your kiss
so unmissable
Your fingertips so
touchable
And your eyes
irresistible
The only guy you need in your life is the one that proves he needs you in his.
Let me steal
from your lungs
a breath.
Let me run
my fingers
across your chest.
Let me study
your figure
while you stand tall.
Let me love you,
flaws and all.
I'll always
belong
to myself
even as many times
as I'll try to give myself
away
and as many times
as someone else
will try to take it
I'll always belong
to myself
and you'll always
belong
to yourself
unions
are not formed
by giving yourself away
but by coming
together
to minds
two hearts
two flames
two contributors
two architects
building
their mad
or sadly sane
worlds
together
I don't want to be
you
and I don't want you
to be
me
the beauty
the love
comes from our
acceptance
of each others'
souls
Before I fall asleep
I always picture
what it would feel like
to fall asleep in your arms.
to fall asleep in your arms.
It's probably the best feeling in the world.
If you want me, let me know.
