“being loving is enough. you are here for no exact reason other than to be in love. with nature. with human life. with places that restore your inner calm. with helping hands. with listening ears. with the way you are gifted with the heart to encourage others when they’re troubled by their fears. with rainy days to complement your sad days. and with people who treat you like you are family and will choose to be your source of light by caring for you always. you are enough because you are filled with love.”
i’ve never really been good at relationships. i don’t know if what i feel for you is platonic, romantic, or something in-between. but i want to say it; i don’t think i’ll ever want to stop saying it. i love you.
everything seems to make me think of you. i see the sky, a couple holding hands, a quote on pinterest that i save to a secret board, and you’re there at the forefront of my mind, slipping into every part of my life.
your hands are the most comforting thought; running through my hair, tracing shapes across my skin, holding me tight, holding me close, holding me together. i love the thought of our clasped hands and linked fingers, like a lifeline connecting us.
“Goodbyes? I don’t believe in goodbyes. I believe in chapters ending, the sun saying see you later to its dearest sky, and people waving their hands to the person they love as they board on a train but never in goodbyes. When two beings truly care for one another, they’ll always carry a part of each other wherever they go even when they don’t know where their other is or what song is now their new favorite or what makes them smile when they’re feeling tired – they’re always together in soul subconsciously searching for pieces of what makes them destined to be right for each other for eternity no matter what. I believe that when two people are in love, warmly, passionately, and utterly in love, there’s always going to be a gift of another hello.”
Imagine someone loving every inch of you. Pressing kisses to all the parts of you that you’re insecure about, whispering praise into your ear because they’re so Infatuated with you - the softness of your skin, the corners of your mouth, or the stretch marks on your stomach. They’re so aroused, so enamoured by you - every moan and cry they pull from your lips makes their heart pound. You’re all theirs. They want you so much, in every way, always.
“The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.”
— Keith Miller
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