ethereal

05/23/2017

is like your heart being chipped away at, slowly, steadily. it's long phone calls every night, that bandaids the wounds that reopen every time you say good bye for the upteenth time. it's expensive train rides and too much time to think. it's loneliness when all you need is his warmth. it's crossing off days on calendars. it's secret tears that no one knows about, in the middle of the night. it's loving so hard it could break your heart. it just might. but if it doesn't it's magic. it's knowing how lovely it is to simply hold his hand, it's realizing how terrible morning breath is, and finding relief knowing that his is bad too. it's wanting a hug, and getting a calm sense of gratefulness with it. it's kisses that make your cheeks red. it's laughing so hard and so much that your cheeks hurt. it's new places and exciting adventures. it's the look in his eyes when you know there's nothing he wouldn't do to have you there. it's the love that keeps you alive it's loving so hard that it could break your heart, but it doesn't.