I know your heart
just like I’ve always known.
I knew when you kept quiet
that night when I first told you
I loved you.
The moment
when you let loose
was inevitable
and a day later.
I knew your heart then
and I know it now.
There was no over or after.
There was only ever then.
I live there and so do you
because I know your heart
the way you know mine.
What would happen
if we just said what we needed,
forgot the consequences and pretenses
and whispered our hearts
into the darkness?
I know what you’d say
because your heart lives
inside of mine.
I know you like no other could
and I know you’d say
you love me.
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By the way, faithful readers, this is my 450th post, and my one year blogiversary is on Thursday. I am 2 followers away from 2500, and I just hit 10,000 views. Thank you all for your love and support and, of course, your continuous reading. You are awesome!
How can you endleslly write about love? Where do you find all the inspiration?
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I don’t know really. There is a piece of myself that is missing so I write in hopes I can fill it.
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I feel like that sometimes, but it eventually goes away and I feel better! 😛 Nostalgia is a really heavy feeling.. I couldn’t cope with it for too long…
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Once upon a time the girl with the blonde curls and my eyes said I should watch a movie…I forget the title, sorry, but I remember the scene where she told him, ‘just because I love you doesn’t mean I will be with you’.
Love is all the things you say but the pragmatic answer to your question may never lay beside you in your bed.
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Agreed. I’ve missed you and your comments! Hope you are well. 🙂
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xo
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🙂
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