amandaablaze_93

Love Note

And sometimes the saddest truth of all

Is that you break your own heart

By holding onto all the things you never say

And those words that are never said

Anchor you down right where you stand

So here are all the things that I’ve wanted to say…

 

But never will

 

The first time I saw you

I knew that I just wanted to know you

I had such a deep urgency inside myself

To be anywhere near you

And when I heard you speak

It’s the only thing I could hear

Even in a crowded bar with

People surrounding us, and bumping

Into us as they walked back and forth

Slightly drunk with drinks in their hands

When I made you smile for the first time

Something lit up inside of me

And after that moment,

All I wanted to do was make you smile

When I heard you sing

The passion in your voice

Hit me like a wall of emotion

And I could not for the life of me

Look away from you

This was the first time in my life

I was left speechless

The passion in you matched my own

And that’s something I’ve never actually seen

With my own two eyes

When we sat in my car talking

I never wanted you to leave

It was 2 in the morning

And I could’ve sat there all night

Just talking to you about anything and everything

When we kissed goodnight

And you grabbed on to the back of my head so tightly

I couldn’t get the feeling of your lips on mine out of my head

And I couldn’t get rid of the taste of you

I smiled the whole car ride home

And I’m still smiling now

But you’ll be gone soon and I’ll just be left with these memories

Comments4

  • OUTBACK

    USUALLY * POETIC POSTINGS AS THIS* I'VE NO INTEREST IN : WHATSOEVER : BUT* WITH THIS HONEST BEAUTIFUL TRUTH HERE I SAY -AMAZINGLY - YES ! THIS IS REAL : FACTUAL : ACTUAL LIFE* : NOT FOR ALL : BUT SOME* A VERY FORTUNATE *SOME!

  • OUTBACK

    EXCELENT POST* ! THAK YOU !

  • Warded Seabee

    Very moving. May the first feelings never leave you.

  • Anon2311

    That was bringing back memories for me. That was a very good one.



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