His voice in my ear. It did interesting things to me. It curved my back and parted my lips. I felt lazy and feline, and he wasn’t even in the room.
I want to marry you because you’re the first person that I want to look at when I wake up in the morning & the only one I want to kiss good night because the first time that I saw these hands, I couldn’t imagine not being able to hold them or someone else holding onto them.
It’s not about the big things: the great gestures, the public displays of affection. It’s all the small things, pieced together one by one, like a puzzle. It’s no fun unless all the pieces are small and the challenge is high. The little things in life are what make it worth living: making memories one step at a time.
A soul mate is a, well it’s like a best friend, but more. It’s the one person in the whole world that knows you better than you know yourself. It’s someone who makes you a better person. Well, actually, they don’t make you a better person. You do that yourself, because they inspire you. A soul mate is someone who you carry with you forever. It is the one person who knew you but yet, still accepted you & believed in you, before anyone else did, or when no one else would. And no matter what happens, you’ll always love them.
Love is looking into his eyes and forgetting about the world around you. It’s feeling his kiss hours after he’s gone. Its remembering how he smells like and loving his scent more than anyone else’s. It’s seeing perfection when he’s standing beside you, and realizing that every moment he’s not with you is just too long.
“Hell is a place on earth with him and when you die you deserve Heaven because you’ve been with Him since Adam and Eve and look where that’s gotten you. You were picking shards of glass out of your wings and you had glitter in your eyes and you could barely see so I don’t blame you for mistaking him for an angel because his kiss was like bitter sweet ecstasy. Aphrodite and Hera watched you jump off Cloud Nine and straight into his waiting arms and fuck, it was good for a while but then he let you fall and now you’re muttering you’re sorry and praying to the Gods for Rapture.”
The way you make me feel is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. You make me feel like I’m dying and flying and living and that my heart just stopped beating but yet is pumping 90 mph all in one moment. You make me feel invincible but vulnerable. weak, but like nothing could ever bring me down. You make me feel like I’m free and yet trapped by your every move. You leave me breathless and yet are the only thing that keeps me still breathing. You control my every thought, movement, heart beat. You’ve got me, all of me. That’s all I can give.
You’re going to come across people in your life who will say all the right words at all the right times. But in the end, it’s always their actions you should judge them by. It’s actions, not words, that matter.
“Blinded by pleasure we long to be free,
Striving towards something we no longer see;
The world is burning, our minds are on fire
Consumed and consuming in seething desire,
Slaves of sensation, there’s something we’ve lost
We’ve ransomed our passion, heedless the cost;
Promethean god, we have seized the flames
But our theft is rewarded with eternal chains.”