Monday, December 30, 2013

HEY BABY!



Ok, I admit it, I miss you
Maybe a little too much,
I probably haven’t said it often,
To avoid being tagged desperate

You’re the guy all my love quotes and poems are about
This inclusive
Thinking of you right now,
My heart grieves, crawling into my self absorbed shell

All I think about is you,
Yes, we argue but still we talk and make up
Yes, we fight but still we kiss and hug
In all the falls of love, we laugh and smile,

Wanting to wake up each morning in your arms
Comforted by your oddness, and
Seduced by your knowledge of my ways
I’m sick of crying, even though I’m smiling
Inside I’m dying, yet I’m still trying

Give me a chance to care for you again,
Let me once again be the one you share your “moments” with
Let me be the one you come back to,
Cos with me is where you’d call home.

-posh


Xoxo...muaah

Sunday, December 29, 2013

I MISS FALLING IN LOVE

I miss "falling" in love. The blood rush, the racing heart-beat, butterflies on a wild roller-coaster in your belly. Double checking your makeup is on point. Having the right underwear on at all times (just in case;). Having "your"song. Mushy love songs on replay...
 

Unexplained smiles; smiling at your phone, smiling at the Laptop, smiling absently at someone random (but you know the smile isn't meant for them) reminiscent giggles, giving him a special pet name... 

Late night chatting, double checking and rewording your messages, double checking it delivered, then monitoring how many seconds it takes for a reply to come in. Laughing out loud in bed to his reply...

Practicing sexy stripper dance moves in front of the mirror imagining he's your audience. Taking forever to pick out an outfit because you are dressing up for only him. Asking him what hair style to do so he knows you look this good 'FOR HIM'... 

Actually holding hands when you walking the shortest distance because it just comes naturally, letting him open doors for you, tell you what to do, seeking his opinion, his advice. Holding hands and stealing kisses in the cinema through the entire movie. Playing footsie under the table at restaurants...

Gazing at his lips when talking, shape of his eyebrows, his nose, cheeks, skin, gazing deep into eyes. Listening to his laugh, familiarizing yourself with his unique scent, knowing his favorite cologne.  Watching him sleep, smelling him. Praying for him... 

I miss falling in love.   

-Posh


Xoxo da_diva