When I run my fingertips over your skin, I am trying to memorize the feel of you. The slight high my body feels when I am in contact with your body. It is stupid I know, but I take touching other people very seriously. I take into account quite a bit of what goes on around me. I like pushing your hair out of your face, because I quite like your face. You make me smile. When you smile I feel like I have accomplished something magical, even if for only a moment. You have one of the most brilliant minds I have ever seen. You make me question, wonder, and speculate. You put things into a unique perspective that can only be described as your own. I like that. I like when you leave a trail of kisses down my back. I am happy that you enjoy sleeping next to me. I enjoy that I can always count on you to explore, and let me do the same. You are fascinating, in how all these little broken pieces make a person who is not innately broken. You have lived life in a way that I do not comprehend. You have stayed in one place. That confuses me. Why stay when there is an entire world out there for the taking. You kiss me, and your eyes light up. You kiss me, and I feel like I light up too. The burdens of my life just fall to the ground like a discarded leaf from a tree. There I go, being strangely poetic and romantic again. I don’t mean to tangle people into my life. I don’t try to make people fall in love. I don’t try to do much. But for you, I will try to stay.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Oct 2013 06:20:14 +0000
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