#truelovewaits
Stars beneath the trees we see.
As we drink the last bottle of beers
And I got sober because of this.
Then the truth set me free
Drunk and inlove to you is my theme
And when I told you how I feel
You laughed and smiled about it
And answered in a manner I can't remember.
Then we head home drunk and sober
While I was driving , you're leaving marks on my body
Then we reached home.
Love was filling the air.
The last thing I remember,
Was when you told me how you feel
For almost a year you kept for real
And that moment I don't know here
For 4 years of waiting and 3 times of rejected wee wee.
For the 4th time, she said yes to be with me.
And that is the best decision that kept me for years
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 10:44 AM UTC
Somewhere deep inside of my deceitful heart,
Is a belief of one right woman; one right man.
So why can't I make this beating apparatus understand?
Your time will come.
When it does,
He won't treat you like a one night stand.
He'll hold you softly with sweet respect.
He won't be thinking about what he can steal from you next.
With every pulse of love, he'll guard you.
He'll make you forget the ones that scarred you.
You wont know when you've met him by the beats that you skip.
You'll know by the beginning of a strong sense of friendship.
He'll be chasing God's heart.
Just as David was so graciously accused;
And you, oh heart, must be so lost in Jesus
You'll barely notice being pursued.
Waiting isn't forever; you weren't meant to flatline.
But if you can't be quiet, deceitful heart of mine...
You'll focus on the wrong things; you'll be destructive to yourself.
So while we wait,
Go sit upon that shelf.
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 8:41 PM UTC
I am drunk on your breath, while a slave to your sighs.
I live in your heart and sleep in your mind.
Keep me in your eyes, and lend me your hands.
I want to live next to you wherever you choose to land.
There's a time when we thrived near the cockerell plain
In the strawberry fields where we danced and we played.
It's so unbelievably ****** to be three thousand miles away,
We haven't seen we for three years, but we work towards it every day.
Nothing ***** as much as being in the wrong state.
Being in the worst way, and living in the wrong place.
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 4:30 AM UTC
You're far too perfect to be mine
And far too perfect to forget
Military short hair
Blonde in the summers
When you lifeguard
Almost brunette in the winters
When you're a ski instructor
A single vein in your forehead
That shows when you feel
Passionately
About some noble cause
Brown eyes that are
Too quiet to hear
Over the fireworks that explode
From their outside corners
With your laughter
Strong shoulders
From years of military training
Arms the perfect length
To encircle me
When you're excited to see me
When I need to cry
Because you want to
All leading down to your heart of gold
Lacking scars of
Heartbreak
To mar the
Flawless surface
You're my best friend
The one I tell my darkest secret
My biggest fear
My newest achievement
My deepest sorrow
But never
How much I miss him
You're far too perfect to be mine
And far too perfect to forget
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 1:26 AM UTC