#ugh perfect

whispers, then Shouts

you love quietly -little touches, little gestures, little words. At first other people might not get it, then they'll think that this is it -you just love quietly. But that's not true, is it? It swells just besides your heart, unsaid words, ungiven gestures, unfelt touches. You want to love loudly, to let your loved ones know how much they mean to you, to finally let all that pressure out. But you can't. You don't know how to love loudly anymore. Do you think people forget how to love? The memories are still there of course. So you traces the photos of your childhood and remember how it felt to love loudly -to love without fear. The words just won't come out of your mouth, no matter how much you practice them in the back of your head. You start to wonder how much more you can take, how much more feelings need to build up before you explode. They have to, right? You can't just hold them in forever.

honey, thyme and bread

you start kneading in the morning, your lover wrapped sleepily around you. Your hands effortlessly work around them, their presence so usual that you would feel cold without it. You smile at them and sprinkle the dough with their favorite spices. You press a kiss against their temple and work honey into your loaf. The both of you remain wrapped around each other even after you've closed the oven door, enjoying each others warmth before taking on your morning rituals. When you return into the kitchen with your hair in a towel, you feel it. Is love really a feeling? If it is it smells like honey, thyme and bread. Your lover is making tea while you pull the bread out of the oven. They hand you a cup, just how you like it, before you break the golden crust. You both bask in it, in sharing the same tastes and sharing the same spaces. You press the last slice into your lovers hands and watch them eat it while sipping your tea, watch their eyes shimmer with every sweet bite.