the gift that you are
the gift that you are surprises more the longer I’m present with you
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the gift that you are surprises more the longer I’m present with you
When we try to love somebody, we are attempting to love an entire alternate universe — an intersection of timelines, decisions, genealogy, genetics, customs, evolution, luck, stories, love, wounds, courage — that…
time feels akin to eternity rushing past in seconds with you
the darkest skies gift the space to wonder at stars profusely alive
autumn’s sheer beauty a creeping blinding prelude to winter’s deep freeze
rainbows cannot be touched yet we do not deny it exists like truth
love touches the way leaves fall with grace in autumn snow melts in sunlight
only with distance can we admire the stars making a system
the sun lights up the moon yet they stay apart for their world in between
the aftermath of a prolonged tender moment lingers cruelly