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“maybe”forever
ОглавлениеLovie,
every romance that i see nowadays has your voice playing as the backdrop
every couple that i see is ridden with ideas of places we should go together
things we should do together
beauty we should gaze upon together
i mean, honestly, anything we do i want to do it together
maybe i didn’t just want to go to Sadie’s with you
maybe i want every dance to be three more hours of conversation
maybe i want to freeze with you for hours upon hours
because somehow your hands are always warm
and maybe that’s a result of that fire of fight inside of you
maybe i didn’t want hot chocolate once
maybe i want hot chocolate a million times with you
maybe i want to try every coffee shop within 25 miles
just to see which one is the best
and then try them all over again because maybe we missed something
maybe i don’t want to sit with you once
maybe i want to sit by your side during every moment
when we watch movies late at night
when you can come out to someone random without even being scared
when we’re at the Tony Awards because your support has gotten me somewhere
when we fall asleep listening to +trying because all the songs make you so happy
that maybe i appreciate more what it does for you than it does for me
maybe you’re wondering why i said maybe this whole poem
because maybe you think i’ll deny it later
maybe i did use it that way
no, i know for a fact that i didn’t
because i thought about it as two separate words
may be
i hope that we may be a force of nature
i hope that we may be sitting together in twenty years
reading our old love poems and holding eachother
i hope that we may be watching rain slide down windows
because i loved the smell of rain more than anything
but somehow now i love the smell of you even more
i hope that we may be that badass old couple who still wants eachother
when everyone else has lost their spark
i hope that we may be the ones whose love is always electric
i hope that we might be in love till
forever
i hope that you may love me forever
because, god, if i could go off on a tangent that lasted until the end of time
it would all just be about how much i love you
about how much i am so in love with you
every. single. moment.
the words
“You are beautiful”
never quite fit right between my braces
until i saw the way you exist
the way you smile with your teeth
the way you are consistently sarcastic with me
the way you can fool me about basically everything
the way your hair is hated by you but genuinely completely adored by me
the way you and love and change and hope and dream
it’s all so goddamn beautiful
you’re so goddamn beautiful
i’m going to keep writing you, Lovie
i’m going to keep writing you until long after you run out of things to say about me
my words are everything i am
but i want to give you everything i have
i would rather you have the whole world than i have a single drop of cold air
my girl is made of poetry
words and metaphors
and vulnerability and strength
and so many oxymorons of existence
you are, i’m convinced, the reason for my existence
and i don’t ever want to let go