Letters From Effy.
We all have that soft, soppy, romantic side. Here is mine. This is for the person that I am going to marry. The person that I am going to spend my life loving and making as happy as they make me.
Friday, August 14, 2015
Monday, June 29, 2015
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
23/06/15
Way before
We knew what this
Was all about,
Yes, we had our
Other lives
And we chose those, too.
Every person, every struggle,
Every heartache and mistake
Was meant to happen
So it could lead
Me to you
&
You to me.
(Each other's favourite person.)
We knew what this
Was all about,
I chose you
&
You chose me.
Yes, we had our
Other lives
And we chose those, too.
Every person, every struggle,
Every heartache and mistake
Was meant to happen
So it could lead
Me to you
&
You to me.
(Each other's favourite person.)
-Franki Elliot.
Saturday, May 16, 2015
16/05/2015
You feel warm and familiar. You feel solid and safe. I
want to cling to your shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of your
neck, and never let go.
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
22/04/2015
There was a moment,
Between the glance and the kiss.
Where the world stopped,
For the briefest of times.
And the only thing between us,
Was the anticipation,
Of your lips on mine.
A moment,
So intense,
It hung in the air
As it pulled us closer.
A moment,
So perfect,
That when it came to an end...
We realised;
It was only just the beginning.
Sunday, April 19, 2015
19/04/2015
I wish you were in this room with me right now. I wish that I could put my arms around you. I wish that I could touch you. I want to feel you, and breathe you, and drink you in.
Sunday, March 15, 2015
15/03/2015
I used to watch couples walking around holding hands and wonder why they felt the need to do that. I couldn't fathom why anyone would want to do that because I saw it as an invasion of personal space. I understand now why people hold
hands; I thought it was perhaps about possessiveness and saying ‘this is
mine’. But not, and when you've found the real thing it isn't an invasion of space either. It’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking to one another without
words.
Wednesday, February 04, 2015
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Sunday, January 11, 2015
11/01/2015
It's not about surrendering to someone or changing who you fundamentally are or taming yourself, or them. It's about running and remaining wild alongside them. It's about two wild worlds colliding to create and larger, greater, more magnified, extraordinary one.
Friday, January 09, 2015
09/01/2015
"I didn't want to kiss you goodbye, that was the trouble; I wanted to kiss you goodnight. And there's a lot of difference."
- Ernest Hemingway
- Ernest Hemingway
Tuesday, January 06, 2015
Thursday, December 11, 2014
11/12/2014
Cigarettes didn’t phase me, alcohol didn’t get me,
drugs didn’t need me but, gods, I went an hour without you and I finally
realized what addiction was like.
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
18/11/2014
“A part of me wants you
in the most innocent way possible:
taking off your shoes in my bedroom,
climbing under the sheets and watching
whatever’s in my Netflix queue,
barely even touching
as we talk about our days until we
fall asleep with our
clothes still on.
But another, hungrier part of me
wants you unbuttoning your shirt
before you’re completely through my door,
falling onto my bed, and
scrambling to make your fingers
unbutton my shirt faster
Your mouth shaking out
my name the entire time.”
in the most innocent way possible:
taking off your shoes in my bedroom,
climbing under the sheets and watching
whatever’s in my Netflix queue,
barely even touching
as we talk about our days until we
fall asleep with our
clothes still on.
But another, hungrier part of me
wants you unbuttoning your shirt
before you’re completely through my door,
falling onto my bed, and
scrambling to make your fingers
unbutton my shirt faster
Your mouth shaking out
my name the entire time.”
— | Safe To Say A Lot’s Going Through My Head When I Think About You | Lora Mathis |
Friday, November 07, 2014
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