I think we all need people who don’t let go of us. Because sometimes, you don’t know what’s good for
Some days, loving you is learning a new meaning of accommodation. It is figuring out, on the go, that my
Blissful nights when you tell me that finding me is god’s gift to you. That there must be someone up
This book I read about attachment styles says I’m an anxious lover. So, although you have only been gone for all of two seconds, I miss you with all of my being…
your body is a perfection I wield against you, for us.
“…and what is grief but love persevering?”
there is no science for loving you, but let me try, my love.
“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”