Let me love you flaws and all

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.

It's probably the best feeling in the world.

If you want me, let me know.