Tuesday, September 18, 2012

your love is my turning page

dear andy,

it's only been about an hour in half since you've left, but it feels like an eternity. i don't know how it's possible, but it actually feels like it gets harder and harder every time.  maybe because every day, i love you a little more and the thought of being apart and separating from you becomes that much more unbearable. you're right, the day when we finally get to be together in the same place, will be the best day yet.  i can't wait.

i've waited a hundred years.but i'd wait a million more for you.nothing prepared me forwhat the privilege of being yours would do.
if i had only felt the warmth within your touch,
if i had only seen how you smile when you blush,or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough,i would have known what i was living for all along.what i've been living for.
your love is my turning page,
where only the sweetest words remain.every kiss is a cursive line,every touch is a redefining phrase.
i surrender who i've been for who you are,
for nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart.if i had only felt how it feels to be yours,well, i would have known what I've been living for all along.what i've been living for.
though we're tethered to the story we must tell,
when i saw you, well, i knew we'd tell it well.with a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas.like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.

 

yours & always.