i am just a girl in love,
who has a lot of hidden wounds,
but doesn’t give up,
on herself because something,
which only i can see,
when i look into your eyes,
tells me each time,
holding your hand,
and that’s why.
Right about now. you are somewhere high in the sky heading back home. I am currently laying in our bed curled up with your pillow. I must say that the bed doesn’t feel nearly the same without you on your side. I know that we will only be apart four whole days, and it has only been a few hours since we last seen each other, but I cannot deny how much I miss you right now.
When we started 2016 we knew that we wanted to close the distance at some point, and up until now, we had no luck and then all of a sudden, the chips started falling right into place. So now when I get to see you on Friday, we will be saying goodbye to the distance for good and beginning a new chapter in our relationship. And I cannot wait to for all that this brings and all the new things we will experience as one.
I know you told me not to cry, but I did shed a few tears when I dropped you off at the airport. Being away from you is too much for my heart to handle. But knowing that we will be coming to our home together makes it sting a lot less. So until next time my sweet girl.
Support long distance relationships. They are just as worthy, romantic and real as traditional ones. From pole to pole the Earth is 24,874 miles and there are 8 billion people on it. Do you really think your soulmate lives mere minutes from you? If I’ve learned anything the last three years the heart wants what it wants and truly doesn’t care what the body must do to get it.
When I saw you, I knew I was going to love you.
Parts of me were afraid,
But never resistant.
The rest of me breathed you in
And sighed with relief.
The rest of me thought,
When I kissed you, I thought,
“Maybe God IS real.”
Because your skin made me want to sing hymns.
Because your caress was a blessing, a baptism.
Because there was no way
You were created just as simply as I had been.
Created as a universe’s afterthought.
You were planned.
Something out there saw the terrifying beauty of our cosmos
And put them in your eyes.
And it said,
“This… This is my masterpiece.”
An I couldn’t agree more.
One day, I’ll wake up at three in the morning. I won’t be alone, I won’t text you or call you. I won’t miss you or want to cry. Because, one day, when I wake up at three in the morning, you’ll be laying next to me and not miles away