reasons

in just one day, i fell in love with all you are, with all the things i saw and knew i wanted [i needed]. i fell in love with the way you made me feel, the way you looked at me, the way we kissed and made love. i fell in love with our words, our conversation, our laughter. your stories, your gentleness, the way you chose to live your life. i fell in love with the moment and with us in the moment. with what we were and what we were fast becoming, and knowing all we would so surely be.

and now we’re here, we became this glorious dream, an unfolding of all our intuition and feeling. and we have all our days to continue falling deeper into this love we’re growing and sharing, exploring, still discovering, together.

and all the days of our lives would never be enough to travel the depths our love extends. but it’s here and we’re here, we’re caught in the delicious middle of it, this most beautiful kind of love.

the november fall

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coloured leaves fall for fall
from trees
above the streets
i weave a little life between.
the wind is cool against my flushed and rosy cheeks.
i’m all wrapped up in scarves and sweaters. i don’t mind it’s dark at 5pm. i don’t mind the clouds or rain or cold.
i don’t mind being something to you.
it all falls for fall,
and i fall in vivid colours too.

it’s not that i…

it’s not that i can’t fall in love. it’s really that i can’t help falling in love with too many things all at once. so, you must understand why i can’t distinguish between what’s platonic and what isn’t, because it’s all too much and not enough at the same time.

jack kerouac

hit the nail on the head.