It was the way he wore his smile. the confidence & sincerity. he wore it well. he brought warmth to my cheeks & a desire to feel. It was the way he looked, made me wonder what it would feel like to be his coat that kept him warm.
I've never had a way with words, I've always let my actions speak for me. I've also never been the type to let people in easily, I'm not saying I let you in easily. It has been a constant struggle. I battled with myself and then it hit me. I just let you have it.… Continue reading The problem with love
So I wrote a short story, I wanted to see where it would go.
If only being so blatantly honest was easy. I would straight up tell you that I love you. I would tell you that you make everything better and you're one of the reasons I smile. I keep myself up at all hours just waiting to talk to you. Distance isn't our friend. Distance and time… Continue reading Tell me
I'm not one to say it out loud. I'll write it down. I'll pretend. I'll runaway. Because once I know that when the words leave my mouth, it'll be real, I've exposed what I want, What I'm feeling. Once they leave, it's out there. It can be used against me, it can be meant for… Continue reading It’s real