From the heart

I slip my fingers between yours, and lay my palm against your warm cheek. This is a face I'm familiar with, every slope, every line, every crease. I've kissed it a million times. I've looked into it for signs of love, and adoration, and confidence. I've felt it pressed against my cheek, in moments of sadness, when I couldn't even tell which tear was mine anymore. And in that moment I realized, love like this is once in a lifetime. Love like this doesn't fall apart just like that. Love like this will, against all odds, find its way back to us.

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All I have to do is close my eyes and I can feel your arms around me, your body pressed against me, your face in my hair, breathing in, and out. They say cells have memory. Every cell in my body remembers the warmth of your touch. And they brought it all back now, as the winds howl outside my window, and I lie here, missing you, missing you, missing you.

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I used to wonder why so many people end up completely settled in life without having achieved their dreams. Now, lying here watching you sleep, I just want to throw all my big dreams out the window and come home to you. Maybe they didn't give up on their dreams, as I initially thought. Maybe they found other dreams. Dreams as beautiful as this crazy, inescapable, all consuming love we share.