There was a tuesday night and you took me into your arms and whispered "I love you" for the first time, it was the most genuine, painless and beautiful moment in my life and it stuck to me, it stuck to us. It's been fourteen months since you placed your hands into mine and asked me to be yours "Forever since today". There was no need for the applaud or the sounds of birds in the sky, and from the night I gave you my heart, you were my life- you were all I needed to know and see. Perhaps it came with age, to find the special someone to change my life around, to sweep my feet off the waxed floors and to make it so easy to love- to make it so easy to live.
You are the one whom I would stay up late for, having those endless daydreaming of our future
to weave in this bubble of ours, I can't ask for more can I?
When you asked if it was weird to tuck my head into your chest......
you've got to know i've already memorized the curves on your chest, the smell of your hair, the fingerprints on your hands and the crinkles around your mesmerizing eyes
and ducking my head right into your chest feels like home to me.
You are like the rustle of the winds during the nights I climb onto my roof in the dark smoking my life away, seeking some form of comfort and a sign to remember I wasn't alone. you are sigur ros in my darkest days, and you are The Breakfast Club on a Sunday morning. you are the first glimpse of dawn i camped the night away for, and you are the only one.
I'm genuinely looking forward to the 28th of November,
where the real fun begins.
Never be apologetic that you have not spend suffice time with me because
those minimal time that you gave me during this crazy week
was quality time honey
