Promises & Pomegranates

“When the moon fell in love with the sun, all was golden in the sky”

The day we started talking, I felt this new feeling in my life. As if it was a long lost familiar feeling. This feeling I have feels like a warm towel covering my cold body after being in the rain. (I hope that makes sense…) Slowly, the pages of my journal turned from despair to delirium. I was slowly coming apart at the seams, until you showed me up with a needle in hand. I’ve never been the type to tell people how I’m feeling, but you make me wanna tell you everything. Sure, I may not be well at the moment, but you always cheer me up. You’ve been the only thing keeping me afloat. I admire your love for music and writing, I never thought I would find someone who loves those things as much as me. I love you as a person. And it still puts me in shock that you like me.

I miss you a lot. You’re one text away, but I always get nervous. I feel like I always say the same thing over and over again. I’m like an annoying coo coo clock, chiming the same tune. Crazy how my palms fill up with sweat at the thought of you. You make my heart dance and twirl. (And I really like that) I hope some day you’ll take this heart of mine, and in return I hope you’ll let me take yours to love unconditionally.

I wonder if you feel the same way.