You hate your waist,
But your hips remind me of waves crashing.
Your curves are endless.
You are an ocean.
You hate your freckles,
But in the sun they dance upon your face,
They bring your eyes to life.
That crooked tooth you try to hide,
Your smile couldn’t possibly look any better.
You literally take my breath away sometimes,
And when I can breathe I taste you in the air.
Memories trickle down my throat,
Your laughter begins to echo almost like a headache,
Except the sound of you begins to steady my racing heart.
Pictures of you flood my mind,
In bits and pieces.
Your hand grazing upon mine,
Your hair blowing in the wind because I drive with my windows down,
A song we once drunkenly made out to plays on repeat,
Softly over the words, “I’ve loved you all my life.”
Which also happens to play like a broken record.
I deliberately make you out when I close my eyes just to blink.
In that split second you come to me.
A universe standing still in the sky,
Like the sun.
You make my skin burn.
In that split second,
I wish to be asleep forever.
Until I see your car pull up in my driveway.
If ever I wished my own death before you,
It is now that i have never been more thankful for my life.
It is now.
Your hand within mine,
You have branded the palm of my hands with your lifelines.
Your smile and that crooked tooth,
And your warm freckles,
They scream at me.
They kiss my eyeslids before I fall into slumber.
Your whole existence has changed my own.
Somehow the love I have for you right now, which I would swear couldn’t run any deeper, will continue to plant itself into my heart until it swallows my soul.
Until every breath I exhale leaves behind proof that once upon a time a young woman took shelter inside of my arms.
My love for you will root itself so deep that at any moment it could tug on my heart and pull me under water,
And I wouldn’t bother to fight for air.
I’d find a way to swim in your ocean,
Touch every bend within you,
Witness your ugly ways,
Because even though the sun kisses the ocean as it sets,
The ocean has wiped out cities,
Has taken lives.
You, are worth my life.
Dear future girlfriend;
I pity the women…and the men who were too blind to see you, who could see the stars but never question why they even exists..I pity those who couldn’t love you when you were mean and broken. Who didn’t think you were worth the fight and who walked away when you demanded they get the fcuk out of your face. I will however be the one who pins you to the bed while you curse your demons in my direction and I will be the one to open your eyes when your immediate reaction is to shut them. I will be the one who will stand in front of you when you need defending. I will speak for you at the top of my lungs until I’m blue in the face. I will stand behind you when you succeed and I will push you into the light and I will love watching you realize how far you’ve come. I will cheer for you. I will stand by your side when we walk through central park and I will stand by your side when you bless me with a child.
I’m going to love you, truly. For everything you are. For everything you were. For everything you will be. For everything you’ve brought into my life.
I’ve loved you all my life.