Whispers You Read

I wrote a piece about loving him and kept putting “you” because I love writing him love letters.

“I filled a book with how much I love him, starting from the ways his ears stick out just so, and the way he rubs his feet together to fall asleep. I wrote about how his hand is always warm and his fingers are always gentle when they touch me. I wrote of how I love the way his lips curve and how he can’t hide his emotions on his face. I wrote so much I ran out of pages. I love him, I love him, I love him.”

I dedicate gorgeous to him because the first time we met I did mock how he spoke and I couldn’t pinpoint his accent but now ages later his voice is my favorite sound and when he’s holding our baby and singing to her I think I’ll fall in love all over again.

“We began like a fire. There was nothing slow or controlled about us. On Sunday, we didn’t know each other. Monday, we met and suddenly colors look different and I wear a ring on my finger that he gave me while down on one knee. Everything has been fast, a hurry to catch up and make up for all the time we’ve spent not knowing each other. We’re the fire that consumes.”

“I don’t remember his cologne anymore. I go days without thinking about him. I no longer miss his laugh. I understand now- I’ve left him in the past.”

“When we fought, it got bad quick. He would say things just because he knew it hurt me. I would do the same. The only difference was I knew where the line was. The one you don’t cross. He knew too of course. Yes, of course he did. He’s a very smart person. He’d just choose to ignore it. He would one track it until I was screaming that I hated him. And then he’d sigh and say ‘Ah but not as much as you love me.’”

“They don’t tell you that sometimes you’ll break someone’s heart and your own in the process. Sometimes we hurt good people. Sometimes we’re the bad guy in someone else’s story.”

Every single night this week has been like. No don’t sleep, stay up and have crippling anxiety about the future!

I hope you know I’ll always carry a part of you with me