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I see my home when I look into her eyes <3

[imwritinganonymouslove]

Part 1 of my third love.

To the girl that is teaching me to love again:

Her touch is so soft -

So soft that it makes me wonder what the clouds feel like.

She is so gentle -

The way she touches me and cares for me is the same way a package that says 'fragile' is cared for.

I feel though as if, I am so secure, that no animosity in the world can get to me.

She is built strong on the outsides of her walls, yet built soft on the inside.

It makes me question, how can one be both?

She portrays to be so indescribable on the outside, yet so soft on the inside, it is near chaos.

In a way, her persona reminds me of myself -

I would describe her as a gentle lover in disguise.

The way her fingers run down my body, is a work of art itself.

Her fingers run down my body in the most beautiful way -

A way I haven't discovered before -

Her fingers drag down my body -

With so much love, and care.

I can barely feel her fingers and kisses run down my body from how gentle she is.

In moments where she touches me, I stop and begin to question my past love life.

Was I even in love before? Or was it just a different type of love that did not complete me?

The way she loves me - is what I have been longing for subconsciously.

She solved the missing pieces in my life that I did not know were absent.

She made me stop denying that instead of caring for others -

I love to be cared for -

Loved unconditionally.

Taken care of in a gentle way even without intention-

This has all made me put my walls down

She has made me put my walls down -

She has made me love again -

She has made me softer -

She has made me fall in love with life again -

She makes me love myself in ways I did not know existed.

This feels like a dream.

Is this reality?

Or is this a fantasy?

I begin to ask myself these questions nearly everyday.

It is the type of love that cannot be grasped -

The one you see in the movies -

The one that end in 'happily ever afters' -

Yes, it may be a reality, but it feels nonetheless like a dream.

It is the type of love that is so gentle it feels like the clouds -

It cannot be grasped nor held -

It is the type of love that cannot be found everywhere -

It is just her, only her.

[imwritinganonymouslove]

there is a place laced in beauty cloaked in serenity draped in peaceful nature there is a place which radiates warmth which offers security which creates promises to be kept there is a place that inspires futures unwritten the redefines utter contentment that strengthens profound confidence and what better place could this be than in her arms?

A Lovers Embrace, B.J.M (via impairedinfinities)

[imwritinganonymouslove]

I’m homesick for arms that don’t want to hold me.

imwritingpoems (via gandurileandroginului)