I once read that we spend all of our lives rewriting the first poem that we ever fall in love with.
I guess that when I was born the universe whispered your name in my ear.
Because that's what I am writing. Over and over again. Your name.
My love.
I will write about how I miss you until the universe brings us together again.
Till the wind whispers your name.
And then. I will spend the rest of my life rewriting you.
Over and over.
Every kiss. Every sound. Evey way you love.
Until our hearts are imprinted together.
Until the universe realizes that there is no you without me. That ours souls cannot be spereated.
And even then. On that day. I will write about it.
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 7:29 PM UTC
I once read that we spend all of our lives rewriting the first poem that we ever fall in love with.
I guess that when I was born the universe whispered your name in my ear.
Because that's what I am writing. Over and over again. Your name.
My love.
I will write about how I miss you until the universe brings us together again.
Till the wind whispers your name.
And then. I will spend the rest of my life rewriting you.
Over and over.
Every kiss. Every sound. Evey way you love.
Until our hearts are imprinted together.
Until the universe realizes that there is no you without me. That ours souls cannot be spereated.
And even then. On that day. I will write about it.
