I love the look on
your face when I kiss your
cheek -
The sincerity in your eyes.
It’s amazing how you make
my knees feel weak,
Without having to try.
It’s amazing how love can be this strong,
And tested through time.
I am certain I am right where I belong,
being yours; you are mine.
Thank you for this journey, that’s been so sweet.
It’s bring a tear to my eye,
Darling, just how you swept me off my feet.
I’ll love you til the end of time.
Do I love you because you’re beautiful,
Or are you beautiful because I love you? -Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II, Cinderella
King, you can take back your horses.
I don’t need your men.
I am now whole – I’ve been put together again.
It’s all thanks to one – who showed me that he cared.
And now he is with me – even in heart, everywhere.
I am complete; no help is due.
King take back your men, I’m like brand new.
Slowly, silently I fall . . .
The winds whisper change as my skirt billows in the breeze.
The sun shines on my face – as the icy bite of the wind whips at my bare knees.
The ground is cold, and my heart warm.
My insides jitter at the start of this morn .
I fall as deeply as I need to be.
I fall – and fall – lightly and carefree.
I feel the breeze in my hair –
faraway from the world’s harsh stare.
I fall and fall, want and need -
And where my heart leads me to be.
I fall, and fall – fall into you.
Wrap you in these feelings – that I know you feel too.
Being here without you, I don’t know what to do.
My heart, my body, every fiber of my being, aches for you.
I don’t think tears could alleviate the pain I feel inside.
I’d miss you still, no matter how hard I cried.
Loneliness, aside from love, is perhaps the most profound emotion I’ve ever known.
And if it is the price — I’ll forever pay, for your heart to own.
It is my sincerest and most desperate plea -
When you are lonely too, please think of lonely me.
I have a loving heart and two arms for you to return to.
And as the clock (almost still) ticks to that moment, I’ll miss you.
I think of the feeling of your warm skin against mine,
your soft lips,
the way your look at me with your loving yet piercing eyes.
And I know I am in love
Not some fleeting kind of emotion most would associate with the word -
but real love,
the kind that’s been tested and yet only grows with time.
My life before you was only a prologue to the bigger story that I am now part of.
The days before I knew your love have become but a hazy, faraway dream.
Waking up to you each morning,
late nights filled with laughter,
the intoxicating love and happiness you gift me each day,
are the most gracious blessings my life has ever known.
As I watch the leaves dance in silhouette against the window from a passing car’s headlights, I think of you. I wonder why the moments in my life when I’m genuinely happy pass so quickly, while my times of loneliness and solitude seem almost neverending. The clock has become my enemy, it’s almost muted tick , a slow and menacing drumbeat in my ears. It is in these painful and disheartening moments that I realize, although I could live without (your) love, I would not want to.
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