hold my hand and run with me on a beach, the waves hitting our feet, the sun glimmering on our bodies, we are 3 years old again, laughing and playing, with no care in this world.
Lie down with me on my roof on a summer night, as we stargaze and talk about nothing and everything, like our 11 year old selves did, wishing the night would never end.
roll down the windows of the car, the wind ruffling our hair, music blasting from the speakers, that's what we did when we were 17, it's just you, me, and the sunset.
Sit next to me on the couch, so I can rest my head on your shoulder as we watch stupid rom coms and stuff each other's faces with popcorn. A reminder from the days past, when silly things made us laugh and cry and fight and repeat all over. Let's be those kids again.
stand by me in my bedroom balcony, both of us sipping on coffee, the rain slowly brushing our faces like kisses, and we make no efforts to move from the place, too lost in each other to care about the world.
Let's make banana pancakes. You try to put the batter on my face, as you chase me, we fall down on the kitchen floor as you try to catch me. Just the two of us lying on the kitchen floor in each others arms filling the silences with our laughs
bring the blankets, let's make a pillow fort, it's Valentine's Day and all the other couples are in fancy diners, but the love that lies in being in each others arms, snacks all around the floor, watching the silliest films, is incomparable to the riches. this is where we belong. this is home.
It's winter and you're wearing that cute hoodie you stole from me and claimed as yours last year. You look angelic even as you sleep clumsily on my lap while I sip on the coffee you made me and read our favourite novel to you.
it's saturday and we're in a fair. i was getting ready but all you just couldn't wait. you hold my hand and guide me through the crowds and into your favourite rides. i didn't like the crowds, but the way your eyes twinkled in the night sky, admiring the lights and the stalls like a child, made me think otherwise.
Text me when you wake up, text me before you sleep. Make me feel I matter, ask me how I feel. Share your random thoughts, remind what being happy feels like. Remind me to take care of myself, make me feel the comfort of being in your arms even when you aren't around. It's just you and me, far away from the crowds and fake smiles... somewhere far away where you are you and I am me
we're standing in the porch of my backyard. the rain is pouring heavily and the chill is running down our spines, i take a step forward into the rain, but you pull me back, warning me. i try to pull you along, but you don't budge, so i enter the rain on my own. the water dripping down my body, drenching me. you just stand there laughing at my silliness, but in the end, decide to join me. I'm so lost in the dancing that i don't see you come and wrap your arms around my waist, turning me to you. you take my hand in yours, eyes locked, my hand on your shoulder as we start swaying slowly to the music in our heads. and then slowly, very slowly our lips connect, as if they were made for each other. we're slowly dancing in the rain.
You love playing video games, you live and love those, whereas I got no clue about a single thing in it. It's 3am and you're still playing, I slowly slid my head on your lap and look at your face. The way you get all excited when you score the bonus, your nervousness when you're in the crucial situation, the slight sadness on defeat, I can look at all of it everyday and never get tired. Your expressions change so quickly, the small happy dance on winning, I swear it makes me go weak. It feels so nice to look at you getting engrossed in the thing that makes you happy. Your tired face with messy hair and baggy eyes just lits up everytime you think of the game, if only you could look at yourself through my eyes you'd know how beautiful you really are.
it's saturday, the sun pouring down through the windows, I'm in the kitchen trying to make whatever i can muster, wearing your oversized t-shirt that i adore too much to let go of. too busy battering up the mix, i don't see you come up and rest your chin in the crook of my neck. i get startled, almost dropping the batter in the process, but start laughing nonetheless since i could not give it up for the love of god. this is where I'd rather be, into your arms.
It's just another day and you're busy in your game. Your big brown eyes staring at the screen through those glasses. I sit by your side as you start talking about it. Explaining to me your current quest and all the characters. I gently wrap my arms around you and rest my head on your shoulder. You're my muse, I love listening to everything you say. I slowly rest my head on your shoulder as my eyelids close. I fall asleep dreaming about you ,still holding my whole world in my arms
Today has been hard. I wish I could explain it when you asked, but all I could manage was the vocal equivalent of a key smash as I fall into your arms. You catch me with a laugh, wrapping your arms around me and holding me close. You don't ask again what's wrong, but we both know very well that you understand. That's another thing I love about you. We don't ever have to speak if we don't want to. We just understand each other. We have our own secret language made up of nods, head tilts, smiles, and the other small things that we do that make up the entity that is "us". In reality, it's more that they'll ever understand. And that's okay. I like it this way, just the two of us against the rest of the world.
We don't owe them any explanation about what we are or what we have. We don't have to fit into the stereotyped labels created by the society. Coz you're you and I am me, you're my comfort your smile is like a sweater for when the wind blows cold. Your arms are the jumper cables to lift up my mood. You'd deserve someone more stable than me, but for evermore you gotta stick with me.
