Would You Like to Fall With Me?

It’s been so long since I’ve felt
The weight of another person.
I wonder what your weight feels like.
You’re so cute when you’re nervous,
You smile a lot more and
Mess up your hair when you stumble over a word.
I haven’t fallen in so long,
Haven’t let myself go.
I finally have somewhere to fall and
Just want to ask you:
Would you like to fall with me?



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I've Fallen For You

Source: My apologies but I've lost the source on this one!

I Want To Know You

Why does talking to you,
Taking that first step toward you,
Have to be so hard?
I want to know you,
The real you.
I want to know if you sleep with socks on,
And if you sing in the shower,
And how you look when you
Hear a song you haven’t heard in years.
I want you to know all of my silly little quirks
And to see some of yours to fall in love with.
I want to ask you to share a coffee
And not say something dumb about
The weather or when the garbage goes out.
In my mind I’ve asked you a million times
To sit and get to love me
So I can get to love you.
In my mind you’ve called me
And I’ve answered and
I’ve finally gotten it right.
I can tell you are something special
Because every time I see you
I can’t even remember my name
Or how lonely I was
Just before you walked in.

Come Home

The minute you left
These walls felt too close.
Even the pictures felt wrong.
I listen for your car door,
your keys,
your feet on the mat.
Knowing that I’ll never hear them
Makes this emptiness even bigger.
I’m weak with wanting
To reach you. Tell you. Show you.
I’ve called for you everywhere
Knowing you are already
Too far to hear me.
We are already worlds apart.
I pace the floor,
Hoping that every approaching car
Is yours, coming to take me
In your arms and tell me that you’ve
Come home to me and
Let’s make some coffee and
Laugh at the world that’s full of people
Who will never be as lucky as we are.

The Quest

The quest for this continues...








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Fall Is

Two chai lattes, to go.
The scarf I knit you and
The mittens you gave me.
Warming up under a blanket.
Catching the warm days and
Laying in the park to savor them.
Crisp night skies with fall stars.
Leaves in my hair,
Dirt under your nails.
Carving our initials into a pumpkin.
Sharing a pocket so we can still hold hands.
Hearty soups and wholesome breads.
Remembering how your hair color
Changes with the seasons.
Forgetting the window open and
Having to sleep closer.