these grey skies

Oh, but one can still dance in the pouring rain.

One can still sing through the rumbling thunder.

One can still look up and see light, even when the skies are grey.

—  Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin

i. she runs her fingers across the back of my hand and it feels like being struck by lightning. there is a storm overhead that hasn’t started yet, but the grey skies are not nearly as intimidating as her eyes on my lips

ii. we fall asleep under the same stars every night but years stretch further than the distance between our beds. I never fall asleep in her arms. I have never dreamed of something so much.

iii. a night of firsts. first time skinny dipping. first time breaking into a pool. first time seeing her naked. not a first kiss, yet somehow it always feels so new.

iv. she buys a beat up car and I steal my freedom from under my parents’ thumb. the sound of tires on gravel still sounds like running away.

v. the fireflies stop showing up when we meet. the wind chills and we both freeze in place. I thought time had given us a pause but he doesn’t stop for anyone, not even the young trying to fall in love.

vi. letters only mean so much and no one ever means it when they say “we’ll keep in touch.” her kiss doesn’t feel new and I don’t know if she means it when she tells me “I’ll always love you.”

vii. I loved her. I love her. You never forget your first but it isn’t enough. It isn’t enough.

—  In Scrabble, LOVE is only worth 7 points || O.L.
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#happyjaeminday♡

“you are my sunshine, my only sunshine
you make me happy, when skies are grey
you’ll never know dear, how much i love you”
happy birthday to our smiling ball of sunshine na jaemin !! we love and miss seeing your bright smile and adorable charms,  thank you for brightening up our lives !! we love you so much, happy birthday nana ♡

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