Lover, please come back to bed. Remember all those things you said? The promise you’s and see you soons. The beating hearts in distant rooms? I know it’s not ideal or fun But think of all the things to come So take my hand while I am near Come back to bed, I’ll be right…
Love hurts so much. I love love. That’s what a therapist once told me. I love loving things. I love art. I love beauty. I love people. I love love. It’s a blessing and a curse I guess. I fall in the hole of love so quickly. I miss the first step, fall down a…
Copenhagen His face, held in my hands. Nose to nose. His eyes so close. The warmth I feel, my heart stands still, and my head, for just a moment. As if nothing exists, just him and I, a breath between us. His smile. Just slight. It’s bright and yet it fills me with a…