I know your mouth
Because I learned it
Paced your breaths with your movements
The flicker of your eyelashes with the intensity of your heartbeat.

I know your mouth
Because I yearned it
Missed the rampages you'd create all over me
Forcing me to use muscles I didn't know I had
Craving a mouth I never knew I'd want

I know your mouth
Because I earned it
Patience
I'm more comfortable with you than i am by myself sometimes

I used to dream about the day our mouths would meet.

In love like the real kind
The kind you see in movies where people are crying because they are so moved by what another person can make them feel.
The kind you find in silence when you hear their voice and you respond by whispering I love you.
The real when you can ask anything say anything unapologetically
The real when you fall asleep and wake up in love one of the few consistent feelings you experience on the daily
The kind that makes you run to touch them when asked if anyone has changed you as a person.
They'd find my fingerprints all over you baby.

Waiting is for the weak hearted
The desperate
The uncertain
But in the rare case waiting is love
It is the most painful of them all

&Although; they had met a year ago,
In that moment it seemed for the first time she really knew him.
And when she knew him, she could only love him for all he was and could be.

Met this boy when I was 18 years old,
Standing in a line
I'd never forget how he appeared in my dream
I didn't know then that soon enough I'd fall all at once
Fall through the ups downs in betweens
Never forgetting
Even when I prayed to do so
Now I pray to never lose sight
Because you told me you love me like the real kind.
And I knew I could love you too.
Even if it means forever.

If this is what love feels like, I will never fault someone for chasing it, being addicted, constantly in a rush to get back.
Once you know it, you can't forget it. When you know it you'll realize how wrong you were about every mediocre feeling that came before it.

This is
Something I've never known, but always knew the answers were within my reach. Somewhere. I never thought I'd find them in you.

Love people whose names you aren't afraid to speak at high volumes.
Names that can stain your teeth with melancholy as they paint over laugh lines of euphoria.
Love a name that tells you a story as it rolls off your tongue, syllables as sweet as children in summertime.
What is in a name?
Mothers, fathers, lovers, wanderers.
Love a name worth remembering.