all my words,
they’re true because of you.
i use to spend sleepless nights,
writing about you
how much i wanted you
needed you,
and now you’re here
i no longer need to dream
wishes are for fools,
but now i’m a fool for you.
i look at him sleeping and
i don’t know how to explain it
this burning in my chest,
love has never been so present as now
he has your smile
and your eyes
sometimes, i could gaze at him all day
he’s beautiful and
i couldn’t be anymore happier.
being beside you both
“They caress each other’s miserable bodies and already hear, under each other’s skin, the engines of death softly purring. And they know that they are definitively and totally pledged to each other; that this is their last and also their greatest love, because the last love is the greatest.”
―Milan Kundera, Life is Elsewhere (via quotesfrombooksandshit)
