plain awesome...

 

And sometimes you can just be plain awesome...

silly romantic notions.

Her heart desires all the silly romantic notions...

In one look will you kiss her like you've been holding your breath all this time.

At first touch will you hug her with all the teddy bear hugs you can muster.

Is the scent of her hair, her perfume, her essence remind you of where your soul belongs.

Will you see her through your blue eyes remembering why you fell for her in the first place.

Can you map her face knowing that your mind could never portray it as well as this moment.

Does the feel of her hand in yours cause you to never want to let go.

When she laughs will you grin stupidly to yourself knowing that you miss that sound more than you realised.

With a look into her eyes can you see the passion and desire she still holds for you.

If she had a choice.

In one kiss she would kiss you until she ran out of all the breath that she has been holding.

At first touch she would stay unmoving in your teddy bear hug.

The scent of your clothes, your skin would keep her soul tangle up with yours.

Through your blue eyes she can see how she continuously falls for you.

Mapping out every line, every wrinkle, every mark makes you so unique to her.

Holding your hand makes her feel like you would never want to let go.

Seeing your stupid grin as she laughs only makes her smile knowing that she can make you grin just like that.

With a look into your eyes she wants to remind you of the passion and desire that you will always invoke in her.

Her irrational conclusions of what could be...

And never will be...

threatening shadows.

Laying awake staring into the dark...

There are a million and one things that keep repeating themselves in her head. They all disappoint her, sadden her and just completely and utterly make her usual optimistic views down right dark and pessimistic. She can't seem to shake it away, can't seem to brush it away, can't seem to talk it away because there is nothing that seems to make it all just go away. She hasn't got much hope left that it will just vanish from her thoughts because for once reality wins over her fantasies and hopes. She needs to feel better and she doesn't even know where to begin anymore, or whether or not it matters.

The murky line of non-existence...

In all the things that she has said before it seems that nothing really changes, nothing really heals and everything just seems to stay the same miserable way. Not once has she felt she has been given the credit for being brave, for being strong or for just even keeping her damn big mouth shout. No recognition, no idea, and absolutely no clue that she has tried so hard and been on her very best behavior. Whilst she's not digging for compliments, or looking for that big reward she is waiting for you to figure out that she is trying desperately to be patient and that it has now lost its way. She's only got so much to give and she have given it all away without anything in return.

All the shadows that will follow her around...

She keeps saying over and over again of all the things that she would like from you. They are not hard, they are not demanding but for some reason you seem to never get it. And even when you do its only for a short amount of time and then once again she is right here. It can't keep being this hard because in the immediate future it will never work like this, it will never survive the way you seems to think it will. Right now, she knows where she stands with you, no where to be seen. The list of priorities that are so important to you seem to include her but disregarded time and time again. The one thing that makes her so sad above all else is that you have not once expressed that you regret or care that you will leave me behind.

dramatically overrated forevers.

Being optimistic means next to nothing...

There are hours when it all means very little, in fact it seems to slip on by without even being a simple thought. But it's the moments where she realises the most important certainty in her life seems to be turning to dust right in front of her. It's those minutes that she realises how much she wants to throw her selfish tantrum and to scream and yell until there is nothing left inside of her. Yet every time she sits and reflects how foolish she has been to fall into her own dark romantic traps she can't seem to find any energy. She's over the crying, she's over the thinking out loud, she over the talking about it, it simply just eats away at her because she doesn't know what else to do with it. It just feels like there's terribly more bad than there is the good.

Smiles washed away with the old useless tears...

There are times where its alright and things are the way it is without a second thought. Yet lately it looms over and reminds her how little she has left and how much its all going to hurt. So she reminds herself that she must not fall into the trap of believing so whole heartily, of dreaming of those silly romantic dreams, or wanting to swoon at the sweet words of promises. The barriers of safety she so nervously put down now seems to be the one thing that has let her down. She will not make that mistake this time, especially when it seems she can not do anything else. She feels useless.

Romance that swept right by without a care...

Despite all the sadness, all the anger and frustration, its all been for nothing because it won't be long before she realises that no matter what she wants she's just not going to be any better than she is now.

Just really tired of it all...

from the first stolen glance...

She misses romance.

Not the one that sweeps her off her feet, not the one that causes her to breathe harder, or the one that pulls her in so passionately and holds her there. She wants the one where a look can make her smile, the conversations that are just an excuse to be near her and the soft stolen touches that make her skin tingle with flattery.

She misses the romance that starts the passion.

feisty grace.

Feisty grace...
 
Kisses that sweep her into unknown depths; hugs that covered her from head to toe; sexy looks of want, have, need; intoxicating scent that entraps her. Those are the distractions that drew in all her attraction to him. Still to this very day...

Sultry mystery...
 
First glances are always right; first kisses don't lie; first touch is just a tease; first confessions are full of nerves. After that... the mystery stays on. Like the way he finds things that make her laugh even after so long; the tingles of a touch that has been done over and over; the desire in his eyes that never seems to fade; the words he whispers in her ear in the darkness that makes her blush like a little girl.

Elfin allure...
 
Hold her tight every chance that you can; bruise her lips with every kiss; protect her in every hug; satisfy her every passion. That's all it takes for her. Romance her.

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inspired by && written for:

all hopeless romantics...