Waiting For You On The Other Side

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Waiting For You On The Other Side

the things you say that take my breath away.

...That Man.

*The way you light up my smile by looking at me from across the room.

....Even a universe away you'd light up my world.

Have I ever told you I Love You?
....Did you know how much i'd mean it a year ago?

~Fighting is not something of our liking....
but, i'd rather fight with you at any moment of everyday than to imagine my life without you.

...And though you don't always understand me, your the pen to my notebook...
capturing each specal of my heart.
Twirling it into how you interact with me.

Walk Away to the distance....on the side that you know so well.
yet, you come back.....walking forceful into my arms...
In this graceful gratitude of our life surrounding us in one second.
We are wrapped in a cacoon of a real life fairy tale.

i am far from perfect, the one who brings on the tension of the arguments.
...and you can see them comming by the look on my face.
You are far from perfect, you are the one who freezes and looks away.
...says sorry but doesn't want to apologize for something you don't understand.
i am a book of lists, and you are a book of freedom.

You bring out my serious side, but you don't know i feel like a little girl while near you.
You are the little boy, and i ask you to make decisions.
You make decisions for me out of your Love.
The way you show me your love are in amazing ways.
Ways that i cannot critique, nor would i ever try.

When your grumpy i wish i could make everything better, For when you take it out on me i know its because i can handle it and you are unafraid of me blowing our candle out on one awful smicket.
i love you, yell at me why your day was bad...we'll make it through.

In that same horrible sentence, i have mood swings and many questions.
Ones he only knows how to inhale and twist around to cradle me in his arms laughing.
He makes me Laugh.

He doesn't know it by my words, but he's amazing.
i love him.

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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