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I'm waiting for the day when I'll be brave enough
Ready enough
To say aloud what I've been feeling since the first day I met you.
I'll say I don't want to leave
.
.
You
.
.
I'm waiting for the day in which you'll hold me tight and whisper,
very slowly,
you don't need to.
And that day,
that night,
We'll sleep one next to the other, not parting ways
And I'll go to sleep afraid of the morning,
when I'll wish for the day you'll ask me
never to leave.
Ready enough
To say aloud what I've been feeling since the first day I met you.
I'll say I don't want to leave
.
.
You
.
.
I'm waiting for the day in which you'll hold me tight and whisper,
very slowly,
you don't need to.
And that day,
that night,
We'll sleep one next to the other, not parting ways
And I'll go to sleep afraid of the morning,
when I'll wish for the day you'll ask me
never to leave.
Literature
Is This Love?
I walk down a crooked, broken pathway
A lone tear permanently attached to my cheek
Exhaustion explodes from every pore
Food will not satisfy
Water will not quench
All hope is gone
But as long as I'm with you, I will not stumble
You are all I need to satisfy and quench my needs
Hope will slowly return
My heart is broken;
Lies nearly dead in a heap of despair
Little pieces are broken off here and there
They won't be coming back.
But you are slowly piecing me back together
You are bringing life back into mi corazon
I have faith you can find the missing pieces
When we're together, I feel balanced
I'm madly in love in a calm way
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Poem for my Love
It wasn't the sparkle in your eyes
That made me fall in love with you
It wasn't your beauty like the sky
That made me want to be with you
It wasn't the wings of an angel
Or the heart of the wishful
That made me love you
In a million almonds
You are a diamond
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Love is...
Love is a feeling.
Love can be plentiful.
Love is dangerous.
#ShowYourHeart
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I was very devious of posting this or not. It kinda pains me to share it. Like I wanted this to be my secret. One of those many secrets of mine I wish I could tell him. I wanted to not admit it. But it also pained me that no one would know of its existence, just as it pains me to have secrets and no one to tell them to.
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this is honestly one of the most beautiful things you've ever written and shared
"and I'll go to sleep afraid of the morning" >.<
amazing
"and I'll go to sleep afraid of the morning" >.<
amazing