lonely, opulent things
i am the only one who thinks this way?
love isnt about sex or romantic movies and dinners and dates
how cliche, right?
but for me
i dont love people the way everyone else does
i fall in love the way you sing when you make dinner
the way you look when you’re sleeping
the way your hair falls around your shoulders
how you look at people when they talk to you
i love you
the same way i love a sunset
its not fair
really
but what can i do?
i dont need to tell you and touch you and kiss you
because this goes far far beyond that
just knowing you is enough
i wonder exactly how many angels are walking around
not knowing of the wings that grow just under their skin
