As I looked into your eyes, I unearthed the reason I loved the forgotten leaves that tumbled across the pavement in autumn.
I came to realise that the warmth of a person comes not from the cages of their arms, but the embrace of their soul.
Only at that moment did it become unquestionably apparent that every secret I ever harboured had become burnished in the deep mahogany of your eyes.
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 1:49 PM UTC
In time, I hope to rid myself of the feeling of inadequacy.
But for now I'm secure in the knowledge that love is not only blind, but foolish also.
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC