#himandher
Every "goodnight" text I read as "I love you"
I'm caught between breathes
Caused by scenarios in my head
I'm not delusional, I'm a hopeless romanic after all
Walked around until I stumbled upon you
A moment ago I wonder if I'll ever meet you
You walked past me and smiled
Now I want to wake up with you by my side
Darling, Lets live like love novels
Not making Ryle's mistake,
Please don't ever touch me that way
"We'll do it the fairytale way"
Morning kisses
You brush away my hair
I'll make you breakfast
I know you dreamt it this way
Let's change the idea of lust
As I watch you hair slick back complimenting your brown eyes
10,000 stories with all the ink there is
"It took me so long to write you" where have you been?
After all this time I'm trying to dig behind your soil
I'm obvious, you'll know, but I won't admit
It took me so long to write you
But as soon as I shut my eyes I vision your rosy lips
You fell for my smile
As your laughter became my treasure
Tune our bodies to the sound of waves
I want to memorise you like I do my favourite song
Take it slow
Match my energy,
Losing control
I want to hear it dear
Be my safe
Be the only person I long for in the brightest of days
Be my forever red
Be the one I need at every blue
Pick the Brush we'll paint our skies purple
From the moment we kiss, I'd die in our locked lips
Tasting the sweet as sugar nectar
Give me a few to never run out of your aftertaste
****
What love sounds like
Why is it without the purity and heat
What if all I wanted is you
Why is being hopelessly in love lost for all the fights.
All the dark stormy nights
We'll sail the ocean
But wake up with dried up tears
As the sun rays beam highlighting your dark eyes, that's all for now.
By:Zoulaikha
Sep 28, 2023
Sep 28, 2023 at 5:25 PM UTC
These days ‘I love you’ sounds different.
It hides in the good morning texts with
a sleepy smile and asks me to eat on time.
It holds my hand tightly when
I am nervous and shaking, to
tell me that I am bigger than my fears.
There it lurks behind all those
times when my feelings and thoughts are
understood and acknowledged without judgement.
It remembers the biggest of my worries,
celebrates the smallest of my wins too
and is with me in every prayer offered in my name.
Through all the pain and sadness, it wipes my
tears promptly and lets me know that I am not
alone and that we will go through this together.
It disguises as another three words I
need to hear whenever my spirits are low
and whispers in a firm voice, “you are enough!”
To me that wasn’t so apparent.
So it comes again in the noon and leaves
a reminder to drink some water soon.
It breathes life into the countless promises
made to stand by me no matter what and
daily mentions without fail that I’m not naught.
Then it suddenly takes me into its arms and
like the mighty sun on a chilly winter day, spreads
the kind of warmth that I have always craved for.
It walks next to me, slowly, like my shadow
and says I have to believe in myself more
than anything else, even when there is no hope.
Time and again it surfaces in the form of
honesty and truth, builds trust and confidence
between us and holds our world from falling apart.
It sits in front of me and apologises for everything
done wrong, works on what could have been right
and strives to be better with every passing day.
These days ‘I love you’ sounds different.
Everyday it returns home in the night
and chides me to go to bed early.
It will always be more than just those three
words and from now on, I will pay attention
and show how grateful I am that it exists.
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 3:10 PM UTC
him is at the end of the sentence
him knows at the end of this day
whatever the verdict
now it
never mattered
him's debt is undoubtedly paid
her left out the parts with her name on them
him knew what was his just the same
none of that mattered
not where it landed
at least that's what she said she said she said
Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 10:47 AM UTC
She said she wasn't an artist,
Maybe that's what great artists say
Because the way she describes him
Is no less than pure art
Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 12:04 AM UTC
Our love was made for movie screens
Shining brightly on sunny days
Guided by starry nights
Over the coasts and horizons
Our love was made for movie screens
Awaiting the unknown
Never short of heartache
And yet so patient and kind
Our love was made for movie screens
Covered in kisses
Intense and wild
So deep and divine
Our love was made for movie screens
Lit up by fireworks in the sky
And butterflies within our beings
Our song on the radio, our hearts and bodies always entwined
Our love was made for movie screens
Nothing but a fantasy
Every moment so magical
Despite the distance, so unreal
Our love was made for movie screens
No matter the people
No matter the noise
You’re the firework, I’m the sky
Our love was made for movie screens
Filled with laughter and adventure
Made of you
Made for us
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 7:06 PM UTC
She wanted to watch the sun rise, he escaped as it set
He held her close on her darkest days
He gave her hope that she could find love again
She laughed again, out loud, for the first time in years
For he held her close on her darkest days
He held her close on her darkest days
He gave her time, he paid attention
He broke the walls and calmed the storm within her soul
For he held her close on her darkest days
He held her close on her darkest days
Only to free his hand from hers when she finally learnt to dance in the rain again
She was his project and the end was near
For he only held her close on her darkest days
He held her close on her darkest days
The flowers bloomed but in her soul deep darkness loomed
He promised her sunshine but left her cold rain
For he only held her close on her darkest days
Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 8:35 PM UTC
Everything it takes.
Everything you´re willing to give.
It´s not that much...
After all it´s simple,
simple as that.
Just the slightest touch,
just the lightest brush of lips.
You keep distance,
the distance you cannot overlook,
until you are just not,
not able to function anymore.
You come closer,
so much closer you feel him...
His steady hands on your waist,
his eyes,
those eyes lovingly watching you.
His heart beats faster .
And suddenly,
you break.
It´s all too much,
you can´t take it.
All you can think of,
all you can dream of.
Him.
You lean closer
until you´re just,
just a breath away,
until your breaths are mingling,
nicely together
how they are supposed to.
And that´s when it happen.
Your lips lingering over his,
so lightly
it´s easy,
easy to forget they´re there,
but he knows.
And you do too...
Everything it takes.
Everything you´re willing to give.
It´s not that much...
After all it´s simple,
simple as that.
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
I look to the left, I look to the right
A smell pulls me to a cafe inside
Aware that I'm tired 'cause day's been long
There's nothing more for today to go wrong
I pull a chair to sit with pride
I look to the left, I look to the right
I want, I want, I want something sweet this night
People sitting, chit chatting amidst a loud song
Where else would I rather tonight belong
Waiter brings the menu, I start to read and recite
I look to the left, I look to the right
Brain wants the taste of appealing yellow bright
Yummy for my tummy, baked with crumbles
Run through the gourmet wondering where I'd stumble
Has to be creamy, textured, a heavy slice of delight
I look to the left, I look to the right
He sat by me, "Cheesecake!", he cried
It's shiny, it's delicious, it's lemon, it's moist
Cheesecake it is! There's no question of diet
Why did I not choose this first, right?
He looks to the left, I look to the right
Slides his friendly arm around, I stared back all surprised
Waiter "Here's Lemon cheesecake with crumbles white"
Put a seal of approval? Yes, we might!
We could stare at each other forever alright,
But we'd rather prefer cheesecake; to infinite
For bigger and bigger bite we fight,
As we realise this is our bestest night,
Indulged in smoothness, to heaven we confide
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 2:00 AM UTC
For her, love was a lot of things,
his hair, his eyes,
his smile, his voice,
his breath, his touch...
For him, love was but one thing,
HER
©Aastha
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 6:59 AM UTC
His words, her heaven. And when he pours pages and pages of emotions for her, there she finds the meaning of God.
©Aastha
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 6:57 AM UTC