Thoughts from the heart and soul
I wrote this a couple months ago an a piece of scrap paper at 2:30 in the morning. I kept rewriting it until I felt it showed how i really feel. Tell me what u think
A kiss. The touch of some beautiful angel’s lips against mine. A hug. Being able to hold her close, feeling her warmth heat my very soul. Just to sit and cuddle. To caress her body and run my fingers through her hair. To just think of her and know she’s thinking of me. That is what I truly wish for.
I wouldn’t care if she had brown or blue or green eyes. I would always think they were beautiful. I wouldn’t care if she were tall or short, she would still be perfect. All I would care about would be that she felt the same about me. That she felt like when we were together, it felt like forever.
I dream of this girl every night. Her face is always shrouded in darkness, but I know she is beautiful. But, her skin’her skin is smooth and sweet. Her lips are soft and pink, with a tender hint of vanilla. Her hair is incredibly touchable and done just right. And her kiss is full of passion and fire. I know she is out there and I will forever be searching.
I have never felt true love before. Sometimes, I doubt it exists. But, as I see couples everyday, happy and in love, my heart aches to feel what they feel. To think about that one special girl all the time. Whenever I would see her, to feel my heart stop. To hold her close and kiss her and hold her hand and just to touch her and see her smile.
Other dreams are better though. Most times, I am sitting with her holding her close as we watch a movie. We are sharing a blanket and a bag of popcorn, and that kind of makes me feel whole. All I really want is to be with a girl and hear her laugh, and see her smile and make her happy. I want to feel like part of something. My favorite part of these dreams is the ending. As the movie comes to a close, she moves closer to me and snuggles up against me. I put my arm around her and hold her gently. We kiss softly, and fall asleep together. That would be a dream come true.
Many people have read this story, and now know how I really feel. And, each and every one of you means something special to me. But, there are a select few who I meant for this story to touch. They know who they are and I’m glad they understand. Maybe one of them is the one I’ve been searching for. And maybe, I will find out someday.
What stayed with you?
A line that lingered, a feeling, a disagreement. Great comments are as valuable as the original piece.