Precious one · 1d
There’s a quiet beauty in love, you know? The way it touches your ribs softly and reminds you that your heart is still alive, still daring enough to believe in someone’s warmth. Loving you feels like letting a gentle rain fall over the dry places of me I’ve hidden away, letting colors return where I thought they had long faded. It’s not loud, but it’s there, in the way your name sits softly in the corners of my mind, reminding me that love can be tender and brave all at once.
For all the days you loved me true, when skies were grey and still felt blue, you held my soul with hands so kind, and calmed the storms inside my mind. I try to speak, but words fall short — My heart writes verses of this sort. You made me feel I’m more than skin, more than the battles fought within. You saw my heart, and chose to stay, you kissed the scars I hid away. And with your love, you taught me how to live, to trust, to be here now.
