Lost Not The Same Strength

With your hands around my neck,

I do believe in the idea that once you feel the littlest love for someone, it never leaves, you can think of all the terrible things they’ve done, all the annoying little things they do, how they constantly steal the blankets and you can never get a goodnight sleep, how they constantly act too needy, all the little things they’ve said that didn’t sit right with you. Or you can really dig deeper, which takes a lot more patients and a lot more self discipline, to kind of dig down into those memories…those memories that just seem to be dreamy in a way. They have that beautiful glow that just radiates pure happiness, as you see yourself, and this other person, and the smiles on your faces are so extremely uncontrollable, that smile you try to hide around others, but in this moment you couldn’t even give a fuck about your insecurties, as you are just so extremely caught up in the beauty of that moment, the beauty that you both create.