Dear Lover,
When I look into the sun, I see you, your smile shining down. I can feel the warmth as you wrap you arms around me. I can smell your minty breath floating in the wind by the ocean. And I smile. It feels like home.
And when the clouds come, when the rain and thunder envelop the world, I have no worries. No matter how much the wind howls, no matter how much the thunder roars, I know you are still there. Through wilderness through war, I can always hear your sweet words to keep me going.
I remember when you left me here to move on with your life. You told me to forget you, for lingering on a mere memory will bring nothing but pain and sorrow. Yet the moment you turned away and walked into the sunset, I had already made up my mind. I would wait for you till the day I died.
Many moons passed, and yet I still see your face. I still see you here. I can still feel you hug me warm in the coldness of night. I can still hear your laughter around the house where we used to live. I can still smell your delicious scent that makes the butterflies in my stomach flutter insanely.
I'm not afraid. You give me strength. You have always given me strength.
It is hard sometimes, when I can't feel you there. Sometimes, things just get so tough that it feels numb. I hate you for leaving me, for not taking me with you. I cry because I miss you so dearly. I miss hugging you, kissing you, talking, sleeping, laughing with you. I hate you so much because I love you.
But those moments I instantly forget. It's no use dwelling on bad memories. After it all, I always think of how you would just talk with me to cheer me up and I am instantly tearless. I will only shed tears of happiness with you.
If only you knew how happy you make me feel. If only you knew how much you have changed my life. I am forever in your debt, and can only hope that I had repaid what you have given me.
At night, I find myself looking up at the stars, the moon. And amidst the blackness, I know you are somewhere out there, looking up at the same stars, the same moon. And while I am thinking so dearly of you, I know you are doing the same, because I love you. I never knew I could love anyone so much. It feels like home.
Love,
Your Lover
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tl;dr: click the like button.
aww nazzy
Shame on you tl;dr. *slaps*
This is beautiful vinnie the emotions it portrays is sad yet tragically happy
Learn the usage of tl;dr please.
“tl;dr: He ran.“
ts;drbplawaidri,gj[color=#efeee7] (too short, didn’t read but pressed like anyway, well actually I did read it, good job.) [/color]
i do know the usage of tl;dr kay thanks. i typoed i meant “tl;drs“
I know that’s what you meant. Now read what I’ve written.
tl;dr: If you don’t want to read it, do whatever I’ve put here.
Tragic but happy. Yes, I think that’s exactly how I feel.
-=The Nazgul=-
You should rename this blog, “The Vince Monologues.”
It’s not fitting for a nazgul to lament over matters of the heart.
Actually, this is written from the girl’s perspective.
-=The Nazgul=-
As always 😀
Once again, “The Vincent Monologues.”
-Gets smacked-