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Zade B Feb 2016
Every now and then I find myself still mesmerized by your beauty both inside and out, I even begin to question what that's all about. I've come to realize that I still want you, be it in the most innocent of ways to the most intimate, I still want you without a doubt. Sometimes the feelings are a little overbearing, my chest starts to ache and your words cut deeper than any other before, but no matter how unbearable the hurt I've endured, my final thought is always, I want you without a doubt, with all your perfect imperfections, with your spontaneous quirks, with all the things that I've come to learn, that actually weren't an irritation, they have become the things I miss the most. The way you'd stand behind me and put your arms over my shoulder while I was busy with something, the way we'd lay in bed and you'd start playing with my fingers, I even miss you laying my pillows flat just after I had got them right. I hate the fact that there's no more tug of war for the blanket at night, I even hate that I said there was your side and mine, because now there isn't even a side at all, there's just an empty bed I avoid. Every day I couldn't wait for the day to end, because I knew I was able to see you and on the way home to you I'd be overjoyed, just to see your smile, to give you a hug and rest my head against your shoulder inhaling your scent. How that scent has stayed, how the image of you has imprinted itself like a photo in my head, I never want it to fade because no matter how hard you try to push me away..

I will still want you without a doubt.
Zade B Feb 2016
How do you define love?
Can you define it within the way you could stare at her for hours without a single word being said.
Can you define it within that gorgeous smile she has when she looks at you?
Can you define it when you can make her giggle at the silly little things you do?
Can you define it within the sound of her laughter?
Can you define it within the tremor of her voice when she's missing you?
Can you define it in the way she gets annoyed at you but still looks at you with so much passion?
Can you define it by saying,that she is every reason,every hope and every dream that you have had,by finding all that in her alone?
You can not truly define love unless it's the only thing you feel towards her no matter the circumstances. I can define it,through the simplicity of her being in every thought,every woken moment and even present in slumber. She is the reason! My reason for the definition of love!

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