There's a quote that goes: "To love someone, means to see them as God intended them."
And when such a gentle soul is tortured beyond reprieve, I can feel the rending in my own chest.
When she cries, I want nothing more to reach out and wipe her tears away with my thumbs; and pull her into an embrace.
If I could, just bury my head into the nape of her neck and **** out the pain like a vampire, and shoulder the burden myself, I would.
Such a gentle soul doesn't deserve such agony.
When that ephemeral chain tugs at my heart, I am conscious of the wound -- Not on myself, but when the world is cruel.
The humor, the intelligence.
Conviction and creativity.
All wrapped in a beautiful, soft bundle.
Living up to her moniker of "Velvet".
I understand, truly. As I bare witness and gaze, it oftentimes feels like holding a mirror up, and staring into a reflection.
Despite the velvety demeanor, you are stronger than the weight you carry.
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 12:44 AM UTC
Hold me.
Touch me.
Feel me.
Love me.
Embrace me from behind.
Put your leg over mine.
I'll tell you everything will be okay.
Pull me close.
Never let me go.
I long for you, my love.
There's nothing more that I need.
Just you next to me.
Show me affection, and be gentle.
Caress me softly, feel the scars and grooves in my flesh.
I'll hug you close, and tell you how amazing you are.
Put your forehead against mine, telling you how much you mean.
How special.
I'll kiss you passionately, those soft plush lips.
Starting off tender, moving up intensity.
Sliding my head down to your neck, marking you as mine.
Eventually switching for my turn, gazing into your eyes after we're done.
Wrapping my arm around you, head on my chest.
The fast but stabilizing heartbeat just from loving you.
Squeezing you oh so tight.
Holding your hand. For now and forever.
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 2:35 AM UTC
Light of my world,
Light of my day,
Anytime we speak;
I feel the pain go away.
Anytime I see your face,
It instantly brightens my day.
Your illuminated smile,
Makes me forget everything for a while.
Blinded by the light, time speeds up.
Yet it was worth every hour.
That passes like minutes.
For whenever I'm with you,
My face starts to hurt,
From the cheeky smile I make.
Anytime we speak,
My happiness reaches it's peak.
I'm so thankful,
For such a wonderful angel.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 12:13 PM UTC
Amore mio, per te il mio cuore batterà sempre il vero.
Ogni momento che condividiamo è ultraterreno.
Sebbene non ufficiale.
Mi rendi felice.
Nonostante tutto.
Un giorno ci guarderemo indietro e rideremo.
Ma una cosa rimane vera.
Mi hai rubato il cuore.
E ti amo.
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 2:20 AM UTC
Dopo tutto quello che ** passato,
Non riesco a distogliere la mente da te.
Ogni giorno prego che tu guarisca
Ecco perché ** deciso di inviarti questa lettera.
Ma solo a parlarti,
Fammi sapere che i miei sentimenti sono veri.
Non ** cioccolato o rose,
E sono consapevole di ciò che questo impone,
Quale motivo mi sentivo appropriato per esporre questo.
** avuto la sensazione di dover chiedere a qualcuno che significa molto per me,
E questo, tu lo sei.
Ma tu hai catturato il mio cuore ancora una volta,
Per favore, non pensare mai che parlare con te sia un lavoro ingrato,
Perché quando sono con te non è mai annoiato.
Ma spero che non sia un crimine
Quindi oso chiedere:
Vuoi essere il mio Valentina?
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 2:26 AM UTC
Anytime.
We talk, I always say that;
"I'm okay."
But ever since that cold day in November.
You crushed my heart, yet act like you don't remember.
Anytime.
I press a stick of tobbaco against my lips.
It subtly reminds me of your kiss.
But anytime I smoke
I start to choke.
Not from the cigarette.
But just me, remembering all the good times we have.
As the tears stream down my face.
The elusive mist takes the place.
Of what we could've been.
Of what I wanted us to be.
But in the end.
It's just the smoke and me.
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 4:23 AM UTC
Though things may hurt today.
I have faith they will get better someday.
My friend,
I admire everything you do,
and it's not hard to love somebody like you.
Though it may be hard to see.
You mean a lot to me.
My friend,
It pains me to see you depressed,
Just know how far you progressed.
Though rough times may appear.
Just know I'll always be here.
My friend,
Never see yourself as a nusince.
We both know that's not true, since.
I enjoy your company.
Though I have not been around a lot.
Just know in me, you have a special place in my heart.
My friend,
Keep your chin up and push through,
Just know, I have faith in you.
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 5:41 AM UTC
Inferno.
Cascading down,
My head,
My eyes,
My skin,
Heart.
Why?
I can't,
Be what ,
you want,
I'm sorry,
But.
Why?
Do you,
Even think
About me,
As much,
As I,
Think about,
You.
Why?
I swear,
I love,
Hurting myself,
I don't,
Understand my,
Emotions,
Why?
I feel,
So betrayed,
But we,
Really never,
Did have,
Anything.
Did we?
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 3:21 AM UTC
I gave you my heart.
You took it.
And smashed it.
Into.
Tiny.
Little.
Pieces.
Yet, I'd still take all the fragments.
And place them right back in your hands.
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 3:31 AM UTC
My demon,
My demon,
How you have corrupted me!
And showing me everything we could never be.
Leaving me to question my morals,
My ideals,
My religion,
For the idea of love.
My demon,
My demon,
How you have played me!
Treating this as if it was a game.
Tugging my heart and leading me along.
I've done everything wrong and done my part.
My demon,
My demon,
How you have fooled me!
Making me believe all that was needed was time.
Making me think my soul was worth it.
I gave you all of me and received nothing from you.
My demon,
My demon,
Here I am left falling from promised land.
Led astray by your lies.
All for the idea of love.
As I crash down, you're nowhere to be found.
Lie here, broken, bitter, and crying.
No salvation in sight.
But you reached out your hand.
Leading me on again.
Plunging me further into jealously.
Still following without clear answers.
All for the idea of love.
The longer I follow.
The more I deteriorate from my beautiful, angelic state.
Leading me to question if it's worth it or not.
"Of course" I tell myself, knowing anything - or anyone worth it takes time.
Continuing on and on.
On and on.
Catching a glimpse of my reflection.
Noticing my physical state.
Trying to hard to improve my handsomeness.
Trying to look good for you.
Yet here I am,
Dark circles,
Caffeinated heart,
and shaky knees.
Staring into my own soulless eyes.
...what have I become? Did I do this, or you?
Degraded for this idea of love,
Bastardized for this idea of love,
Defiled by this idea of love.
Yet here I remain.
By your side.
Despite my new state.
An odd aura of comfort and pain.
Seemingly the only thing keeping me sane.
Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 2:46 AM UTC