You are an entire world, all on your own, and to state that you reside in this single world would be an unbelievably fortunate truth. You are not a drop in the ocean, but the entire ocean in a single drop. I get so caught up in the simple complexity of your face. It’s a simple road to follow, but I get distracted by the scenery and I can’t help but wish to stay forever. Your spiky blonde hair is a jumble of mayhem that i simply want to get lost in. Your eyes, these massive pools of hazel , I could swim endlessly without reaching exhaustion. Your cheeks are rolling hills that I can’t help but stare at, wishing I could touch them. The grand canyon cannot compare to the vast adventure that is your smile. And that laugh … I- I tremble. Your curves create staircases for my eyes, and I can't stop running up and down them. The sound of your voice grabs my focus when my attention is residing miles away. And yes, I am fully aware of the fact that you truly are a rather unsophisticated structure in whole, and although it goes against everything I stand for, I absolutely adore that about you and this place you create. It is drawing me in, along such an unfamiliar path. I suppose I am just here for the ride. However I must admit, I do indeed hope that this path takes me somewhere eventually, because I am certainly tired of hitting ancient brick walls that simply don’t want to be broken.
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 1:04 PM UTC
You are an entire world, all on your own, and to state that you reside in this single world would be an unbelievably fortunate truth. You are not a drop in the ocean, but the entire ocean in a single drop. I get so caught up in the simple complexity of your face. It’s a simple road to follow, but I get distracted by the scenery and I can’t help but wish to stay forever. Your spiky blonde hair is a jumble of mayhem that i simply want to get lost in. Your eyes, these massive pools of hazel , I could swim endlessly without reaching exhaustion. Your cheeks are rolling hills that I can’t help but stare at, wishing I could touch them. The grand canyon cannot compare to the vast adventure that is your smile. And that laugh … I- I tremble. Your curves create staircases for my eyes, and I can't stop running up and down them. The sound of your voice grabs my focus when my attention is residing miles away. And yes, I am fully aware of the fact that you truly are a rather unsophisticated structure in whole, and although it goes against everything I stand for, I absolutely adore that about you and this place you create. It is drawing me in, along such an unfamiliar path. I suppose I am just here for the ride. However I must admit, I do indeed hope that this path takes me somewhere eventually, because I am certainly tired of hitting ancient brick walls that simply don’t want to be broken.
I get so infatuated and then I fall out so fast. I get my hopes up, I know what I want in someone else, I just don't how to accept that they are what they are/
