Will this worry you?
Trust me, I am being truthful.

What if I left you, love?
Will you miss me?
Does it break your heart a little when you think about it?

Is there even anyone else in the world who'd share your lovely mornings with you?
Drinking coffee?
Snuggling under the covers?
Morning pillow fights?

Hmmm, what about in the afternoons?
Who will visit you at work?
Who will mess with you - while you work?
Does it make you tear up a little, if I left you now?
Who will make you laugh endlessly?
Tickle you while you cook a desired dish?
Throw popcorn at you during a movie?

Let's not forget the end of the day.
Who else would be lying beside you as you both watch the stars?
Who would kiss you passionately giving their every warmth to you?
Who would gaze at you intensely with their silver, soft eyes?
And who else would share the endless night with you,
like we always do...?

Please do tell me who else in this immeasurable place..
could ever love you the way that I always have?
You should tell me also if there is anyone in existence..
that would risk their life to die just to save yours?

Answer these please.
So that I can have an absolute reason to let you go,
because right now it really does hurt too much inside...♥

even if i tried
i would not be capable of
erasing your touch
because your fingerprints are
all over my body

your breath still haunts my skin,
burns me
like uncontrollable flames
and as the pain
s l o w l y
turns into such pleasure
my heart starts to hunger
for more attention

*(k.w)

Jeg er nødt til
At droppe ham

Jeg skulle have vidst
At det ville blive svært
Men nu er jeg sunket
Så dybt ned
I hans kærlighed
Af der bliver det sværeste
Jeg nogensinde har gjort

Vandet flød langsomt
Ned i hullet
Væk fra mig
Efterlod min krop
Nøgen og kold

Ligesom du
Der varmede hele mit legeme med
Din kærlighed
Og nu siver du
Ud
Og jeg er alene
Nøgen og kold

I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that were concrete. Something you could point to and know what it was. I think that's why she also struggled with love. She couldn't touch it. She couldn't hold onto it and make sure it never changed.