Category: Love
July
That day, that day has been marked as the most important day in my life. It was your birthday. I tattooed it forever. 1st of July.
Proposal
I am looking at the pictures of you and I can’t get enough of you. I am reminded of our very first trip that we did together. Oh, what a beautiful day.
Flashback
I smile remembering the gifts you bought me. The first chocolates! I am still eating them, thinking about eating them from your mouth instead, when you would kiss me and all I can taste is chocolate in your mouth.
The Letter Box
I come back home and I lay down in bed looking at the shell. I am taken back in time and all I can see is your face, your priceless expression, your live, love and laugh motto of life. Your joyous face, your football kicks, you singing along the music, humming to the tunes.
The Letter Box
We run towards the park and we swing, we relive the first meeting together, we play, we walk on the walls, we ride the bicycle, we laugh, we talk and in the moments I spend with you, an overthinker like me forgets to think, my mind is all out, my heart is all in my eyes, pouring all the love out on you.
The Letter Box
I yearn to spend evenings with you, what is this feeling that doesn’t fade away. This excitement, whenever I play whatever I do, I feel and I wish, you could see me, you could be here. I wish to go to school with you and we would be best of friends. We would be the best mates, we would nail every game together, every subject together and we would grow up together.
The Letter Box
I wonder, people love with limitations when they grow young, and here I was in the limitless sea of feelings for you, which knew no bounds, no extent, no limitations.
The Letter Box
What happens when you fall in love and don’t realize it until something happens?
Read on the blog a little series about kids falling in love, do they capture forever, or does it stays unrequited?
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Ecstasy
I see someone, a girl. She is sitting, hardly visible in the windy fire. She looks gorgeous. I look at her from across, she is probably smiling. Her open hair playing with the wind. She is looking at the flames and I am lost looking at her.
Epiphany
You are talking to someone and you spontaneously laugh, and I look at your laugh, mesmerized! I keep staring at your carefree laughter, you are so happy. I smile looking at your happy face and you curl your lips speaking something over the call, holding my hand. You won’t let go.