My main, my love letter, have other blogs primarily written word. (Taken by my Libra moon, my soul mate, my inspiration, my best friend and my unconditional love ) 43-♍-INFP-T
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Latest Posts by just1ook1ng - Page 3
I always feel at peace, when I can bask in the light of the moon.
Sometimes you can't have what you want... When you need it.
If one could, maybe you'd appreciate it less.
Thoughts like that doesn't make the ache hurt any less.....
I strive to make sure a day never passes, where I haven't laid bare all my thoughts to you.....
🥰 He gives Her no reason to doubt it 🥰
That just about says it all..... It's why I try to say it often
I crave you already....
Tonight my mood.... To press myself against your chest, let the emotions out, as I soak in your protective aura....
I need this every night.....
Need
No matter the location, we both can look up at the sky.... See the same moon
It's my addiction...
The Moon And The Castle - Photography by Mauro Maione Full moon viewed from the Town Hall building in Siena, Italy.
I'll just stay on the moon please... No going back for me
I never knew the heat I could generate inside me, until I experienced the fire I have for you.
If you get deep enough, real enough, learn each other completely, then there is no hiding.
They can feel your aura, they can read your silence, put together thoughts in words unsaid.
This level is scary at first, but so very beautiful.
At night , is when it's magical.
Distance becomes irrelevant.
Time can stand still or we can live a lifetime.
So many times we've made love, walked a beach, sat on the porch and watched the stars.
At night I can hold your hand and not let go, I can say all I need to without barriers.
Live as we desire.
I feel sadness to those that don't remember dreams like these.
Love....
Love isn't just holding hands, soft caresses or love letters.
Sometimes you have to cut, bruise the ones you love to see their self worth.
Love is painful.
Love can hurt, if it doesn't maybe you don't really love.
A constant ache, a thought that slides through all other thoughts.
Love can be irrational, love can be dark, love can taste like tears.
I love you my moon.
Solar eclipse by Gallery 360
Fragmented I strain to hold myself together.
I try to reach and parts of me fall to the floor. No matter how I try to hold it in, the only way to keep myself together is to hold myself tight.
It hurts to reach, to watch the vulnerable pieces of yourself, the ones you've picked up, dusted off, cut your fingers to hold, slip away, fall to the dark for another.
I reach for your glow.
Not worthy.
Not entitled.
Not out of despair.
I reach because I must, because the first time seeing you was all it took, to invade my head, to spin my thoughts, kicking up parts of me long since dormant.
I reach out of sheer need.
I don't care what happens to me.
She can give and I'll be so blessed. She can choose not to shine upon me and I'll stand, waiting for you.
I know I'm not the best. I know I'm not the kindest. I know I'm not much of anything in this life, but for long as I breathe, keeping my beating heart going in this temporary husk I'm in...... I'll be all I can be for her.
Even in doubt, even when I feel like I'm farther away. Even scared..... I will not give up reaching... I will reach until my arms start to spasm, until my body aches from wait, long since weary...... I will reach.
Coffee, a good book, comfortable silence with my moon, absolutely a perfect way to spend a post Christmas Saturday.
I'd love to play with your hair, practice my braiding skills.....
I'm too far down the rabbit hole......
Always comforting to know the moon is always there...
moon by frankastro
It's a beautiful feeling, when in all honesty and pleased emotion, to tell her she's a good girl, when she's deserving.
I am grateful for my moon, it shines on me whether I'm quiet, unhappy, hurting, happy...... It doesn't just come out when life is good and it certainly doesn't stay hidden when it's rough.
