On Your Request

 I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave … and capture you.

                                                                                                   ― Elay Neal Moses


Thank you for making it easier for me to wake up in the morning. For adding colours in my life. The pass year was hard on me. I felt like giving up most of the time. I wanted to sleep and never wake up. Going for counselling didn't help and knowing I had to go back to the place that brought me so much unhappiness was really stressful. Then you came along, getting back into my life. Honestly, I didn't trust your motive but I'm glad I gave you another chance. Cause you're worth it. The fears and doubts that I felt seemed so stupid now. 

Your sweet words and actions bring me so much happiness I keep pinching myself, making sure I'm not dreaming. It's funny how I want to spend all my time on Earth with you. Missing you when I'm not with you. It's funny how I feel this much for you when a month ago, we weren't talking. Thank you for taking the courage to start the conversation with me again. Sometimes I caught myself grinning like a fool for no reason.