Hey little songbird
I know it's been awhile
But I'm still here
Smiling at your empty cage
Holding a few loose feathers
Knowing you're okay now
I love you
im not exaggerating when i say that i love you so much. i fall for you a little more each day, especially on days when we arent okay and when i dont see you.
We always long for someone to love us. We always want someone to give their unconditional love to us. At times, I crave for something stronger everyday. We crave for love, and lust like it's our last day on earth. We crave to be touched and to be held, but at times we can't even hold ourselves up.
I remember laying in bed thinking about how i'll ever find that person who can love and hold me like i've always wanted to feel. I can't stand being alone sometimes. I can't stand seeing "the one" roam around looking for me as well. I have a fear sometimes that I might never find the one for me. You may be far away from me. Miles and miles away from me. You're probably sleeping, or you're probably reading this because you're probably just as lovesick as I am.
Don't worry. When we have our first date, I promise.. i'll make sure it'll be the last first date you'll have with someone because i'll be taking you out on millions of dates that i'll cherish forever..
We'll move in together, have a dog or two. We'll have our first meal together in our first home. Just you and I.
We'll have our first fight, and who knows who will say sorry first. I just hope we get to cuddle in bed at the end of it.
We'll have our first sad time, and I promise you.. we'll always be there for each other.
We'll lay in the stars and look up at how beautiful they are, but we all know you're much more beautiful than the stars up above.
We'll talk about our days, and our pasts, and our secrets like we're one.
Lastly, we'll grow old together, and love each other.
Don't worry.. i'm trying to find you, and once i do, i'll know you're the one.
I love you.
~ From, your future lover, K.
I met him last year at a party through a mutual friend of ours. We talked a bit and even flirted a little. There was this connection, but I thought he was way out of my league. I studied a year abroad but I found myself thinking about him from time to time. You know what it's like; just imagining being with that one insanely cute guy.
Last week I went out with the same mutual friend and before leaving I was hoping to see him again. And before I knew it, we bumped into each other. But I was too shy to say hi. Then he asked my friend whether I was seeing someone and when she said no, he whispered 'Thank God'
I want to ask you how your day went, but I realize I’ve been putting in the effort to talk to you these past three days and you take a long time to respond. Understandably so, you work. You’re busy. You have friends. But I like you, so I put in time to communicate with you and I feel you rarely do the same. When we see each other in person, these things don’t matter because our conversations flow so naturally, but, apart, I hardly know you. We’re strangers. I don’t have to hear from you everyday, but atleast show me that you like me like you say you do??
He's driving me - speeding down a dark back road. Bringing me someplace I've never been before - his home.
Finally, after three and a half hours sitting next to him without touching him, I pat his hand where it rests between our seats. In an instant he's twisted his hand around and our fingers are laced together, gripping tight. It's been almost three months, and we've missed this.
I watch the dark trees and bright reflectors pass by on the winding road, familar to him and new to me. I hold his hand and choke up, because this is happening.
Twenty minutes of our hands locked together. I finally let go because while pulling in to the driveway he shifts gears while holding the steering wheel with his knee, and that's just ridiculous.
I can't see him when we get out. I can barely see his dog greeting us. The cat he hands me is invisible. But as he leads me up the steps of his house, I know that with him I've come home.