Life is short and love is even shorter..!

“We loved with a love that was more than love.”
— Edgar Allan Poe ---

I keep counting the days until we’re finally together and I know that love is such a fragile and short-lived thing, but life is too. I keep matching the color of the stars to the back of your hands and I know that bruises and scars make for a better story, but I keep my thoughts of you to myself. They say that when you’re in love you want to share that someone with the world— me? I want to share my inner workings with you, the immense galaxy that people have inside of the brain that connects to the soul and beats through the heart. I want to share that art with you. When my blood gets pumped into a messy spill, I want to spell your name into something irresistible. When my soul snaps into two and I hand half over to you, I want your essence to surround me. When my brain tracks my train of thought to where I last felt okay, I want to numb my pain away with sweeter days— can you be that for me? Much less like medication and more like meditation. Be the frequency that I can tune to. Be the love that I can love into. I know that life is short and love is even shorter— so if we’re really going to do this, let’s make this love a worthwhile one. I think my body wants to be next to yours. Whenever we go from there, I’ll be ready for it.