I would never be tired; Of how many times should I remind How we fell in love at seventeen; How we kissed until it was a sin The orange sky; And the silhouette of wings that fly I’d love to see you paint them; With your brush strokes so gem I like seeing you in your red cardigan; I like hearing those naked words said and done Three-hundred and sixty five letters; I’d write them every day until my pen shatters; And in those pages; I wrote the sincerest But you didn’t read those; And we began to lose; We thought we’d just fight; And make up through the night But here we are; Trapped in our own bizarre I still wrote to you every single day; Before I knew it was time to go away In two different paths; Still, we search for our ‘what ifs’ Still, we play with the past; And wish we never left Seven years, I still crave; Your existence is my pave In a home where I promised you; Where the sky meets the lake so blue I’ll never get tired; To remind you how lovely Even if memories never tried; Our story is written lovingly
So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s going to be really hard; we’re gonna have to work at this everyday, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, everyday. You and me… everyday.
This quote from “the notebook” reminded me of Isak and Even ❤️
I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you. -Noah