Is it weird?

Is it weird to say, I miss you?

to say, I’ve dreamt of this?

                to say, I’ve dreamt of you?

Is it weird to feel like we’ve been this way for years?

For years – not days.

Is it weird to sit side by side in silence, and not have the need to fill it?

Because it’s already full.

Is it weird to say, I feel both free and safe with you?

Because I do.

I’m saying it.

And to me, it doesn’t sound weird at all.

Blush

I try not to, yet, my cheeks warm.

I chew my bottom lip thinking it’ll help.

We know it doesn’t.

I talk around, over, under and through.

I say anything – everything – in an attempt to distract myself.

To distract you.

Yet, you always hear what I’m not actually saying.

You see me.

So please, don’t ever stop making me blush.

Keep at it*

  • Worry less
  • Love more
  • Play often
  • Laugh as much as possible
  • Cry if it feels right
  • Keep trying
  • Start from the beginning again if necessary
  • Just keep at it

 

*Reread when required.  No matter how many times that may be.  Keep at it.

 

 

Hear it

A silence,

but you can still hear your heart beating –

louder –

faster.

It hurts when you try to catch your breath,

yet,

leaves you with a warming –

tender –

touch.

And it goes right the way through.

Hear it.

 

 

Sense

A silence,

but,

you can still hear your heart beating –

louder –

faster.

It hurts when you try to catch your breath,

but,

leaves you with a warming –

tender –

touch.

And,

it goes right the way through.

Hear it.

Feel it.