You’re like the calmness after the storm.
Your eyes are the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. They are my calmness, the mirrors where I see myself.
You’re my mirror, love.
You see right into me.
I want to be the one that comforts you. I want to be the one that you call at 4 am just because you can’t sleep and need someone to be there for you. I want to be the one who takes care of you and feeds you when you’re sick, holds you when you’re weak and sits on the cold hard floor with you when you’re all messed up. I want to be the one who you randomly rant to about random stuff. I want to fall asleep next to you, holding your hand in mine just so I don’t get nightmares. I want to lie down under the dark sky and look at the stars while you let me play with your hair. I want to hold you and tell you how much you mean to me while you’re fast asleep. I know its stupid but I’d do it for no reason at all. I want you to live your life the way you want it and I want to love you for doing exactly that. I want to just sit down and love the way the rain falls on us while we’re holding each other, close. I want to bake you cakes at 3 am and go for midnight walks just so we could create silly memories.I know you love creating memories. I want to redefine love with you. I want to talk to you about my wildest dreams and look at those gleams in your eyes because you have the exact same dreams. I want to sit with you in the dark and talk about life. I want to hold you in my arms and watch you fall asleep while I look into your eyes. I want to be there with you at your worst and, your best. I want to have pointless conversations with you at 12am over huge cups of coffee. I want to go on drives with you at 2 in the morning in pitch darkness just for that little feeling of euphoria. I want to watch you fall asleep just so I could kiss you goodnight and go to sleep knowing that you’re safe and sound next to me. I want to protect you. I want to do those little things with you, those things that barely even matter like, making dinner together or going to the grocery store together or even sitting down and being bored together. I want to be the one who wipes the sweat off your face and cuddles you when you’re cold. I want to sing stupid love songs to you even though I sound like a duck getting run over by a truck. I want to write you cheesy poems and see that smirk on your face. I want to get lost with you. I want to love each and every part of you in every way possible.
And, I will.
But, I don’t want to be the one who you push away.
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