Monday, March 11, 2013

My Puzzle Piece

He makes me feel like home.
Like he is where I'm meant to be.
Like a finished puzzle piece,
Like a flower fully bloomed.
He makes me swoon,
I get butterflies when I think of him.
I melt in my heart thinking of him.
This boy, he makes me feel like home.
Like he is where I'm supposed to be.
I'm like a missing puzzle piece
Finally finding what's missing from me.
He is what I need and who I am.
I'm like a flower, fully bloomed.

March 11, 2013

Precious

I want rose petals on top of my covers.
Surprise chocolates hanging from my door.
I want to walk into my room to find you there,
I want to be hugged from behind without asking,
I want you to play with my hair.
I remember when you used to feed me those little sour patch bears.

I want a candle-lit, romantic dinner.
I want to watch movies while snuggling in my bed.
I just want to be silly without it going too far,
And tell you about every plot of every book I've read.
I want you to know I love Country music,
Without you making fun of their voice.
Build a house with you when we're older that blocks out inner noise.
I want our children to know of the true love we carry in our hearts.
I remember when you first kissed me, your lips lit sparks.

Though I can never get the words you said to me out of my head,
The ones that really hit my heart hard.
I want to always show you how much I truly love you,
And that my love for you will never fall apart.
I want our love to stay sweet,
Stay pure and innocent.
I want sensitive and romantic.
I want silly and precious,
Just like we promised.
Just like we said
On July 30, 2010.

March 11, 2013

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