#loverscorner

caught somewhere between the new and the old,

see we are brand new,

but these rocks have been here for a few ~

those eyes, boy you have me mesmerised,

and with you between my thighs,

I want to communicate only in sighs..

you're an absolute heart starter ~

hidden in the water, we generate heat.

snacks and wine, this is sublime,

I've got honey dripping between my knees,

the day you were so excited about having done your very first grocery shopping. You were so excited you dropped your bag and broke the eggs. As the yolk spilled inside the plastic bag, I saw a world of emotions wave by your face. Shock. Then anger. And then disappointment.

I'd never seen anyone cry over broken eggs. Until that day. I watched you stand on the rain-kissed stairs and your lips curl backwards as tears streamed down to your chin and to this I day I believe it is the most amusing thing I have ever seen.

I felt the clock of my heart strike 12 and the edges of my heart melt. I felt my veins soften, and just like that, I slipped a little inside. I fell in love.

Who the fuck cries over broken eggs?

You did. And somehow, your tears were a reminder of how small this world is. But I knew you'd get over it by the end of the night.

And you did. We laughed on the phone about everything during the day until I reminded you of your broken eggs. And then we laughed harder.

We decided to laugh until the end of the night and somehow, miraculously, we managed. We shared stories from years back, stories hidden deep beneath the recent scars that each of us had borne, stories that were a thrilling reminder of innocence of the past.

That's when I fell in love with you. When you reminded me the power of innocence, the power of laughter, the power of tears. I fell in love with you because for the life of me I couldn't figure out the importance of a broken egg on a rainy day and it was then that I decided I could spend a lifetime figuring it out. Figuring you out.