To My Dearest Beloved,
I've never known someone like you before. You are kinder and speak as though you walk on shattered glass. Your eyes are dark with untold secrets and smile my name. Nobody I've ever known as spoken my name with such intent, slowly to say every letter.
Nobody I've ever known has listened to my stories and rants and theories, not truly, yet you hang on every word. You coax me from the numbness in my soul, like a warm breeze in the springtime. You're beautiful, my love, in a way that is undefined.
VOUS LISEZ
Cerulean
Non-FictionMy thoughts, depression and short stories need a place to stay. (Trigger Warning: may potentially contain explicit content such as depression, suicide, substance abuse, etc.)
