Category: Little Thoughts.


Little thought….

….There are times that I miss you so bad so much it hurts physically , like there’s this ache in me because somethings missing, like a limb or…. or the most important piece of my heart….

.x.

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Little thought….

My Sweetness my lips are silent
silent over you,
But my heart and mind are so very very loud
just what am I to do….?

.x.

Little thought….

….My sweetness you are a drug

    and I am but an empty hungry needy

nothingness….

           my only desire to be filled by you….

.x.

….you my sweetness have wrapped yourself so deeply….
  ….so intricately
    around my mind….
teasing my thoughts and feelings….
making me fall just a little more
so that my fingers cling to the edges….

.x.

….you spiral my emotions….

  ….and then you play them….

    ….slowly strumming….
      
        ….like I am the most exquisite song on earth….

             .x.

….How exquisitely you write
     
         your words across my skin….

                ….So intricately carving
               
                          every cursive….

….Wrapping the tendrils of you
       
       around my mind….

             ….Caressing my very pulse
                  
and making me fall just a little more….

    .x.

Little thought….

….Every time you speak
   your words write themselves across my skin….

.x.

Little thought….

….How could I ever use the word love to describe you….?
  ….For love is simply but a word….
   ….And you….
….You are all the stars in the sky….
….You are every love story ever written,
every love song ever sung….
….You are every beautiful sunset
and every breath taking dawn….
….So how could I ever use the word love to describe you….?

Little Thought….

….Sometimes I swear that everytime you look my way and smile….
….time stands still….
.x.

Little Thought….

….I was writing the word meant earlier
   and I wrote it the way I always do when I’m not thinking…. “ment” 
….Every time I ever wrote it you would capitalise the word “MEANT”  getting cross that I don’t spell properly.  Just like if I write in slang (which you don’t like).
….Why is it that it’s always the stupid, simple, unexpected things, that remind me of you the most?
….and why is it that those same stupid things….
        ….Always break my heart the hardest….

.x.

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