Hello Love

Hello all! This is Aubree from iloveyouvalentine, guest blogging for the lovely Persis.

I write about life and love—the pain, struggles, bliss, romance, and everything in-between. My stories include some that I’ve witnessed, calling for a few “aww” moments; but 97% of them are inspired by, and written for, the only love I’ve had in my lifetime. The only love I would ever want. The most fist-clenching-ly frustrating, heart-pounding-ly passionate, love I could ever ask for.

(photo credit: Austin Comb’s flickr)

 

                                   

Hello my love,

Tonight, I’ll miss you more than anything.

I can’t wait until we can see one another again—just a few more months until we both return home for winter—two spectacular weeks together, but then yet another year apart. I always dread that last embrace; always tippy-toeing just so our lips have a few more nanoseconds until they’re forced to part.

I miss sneaking out from my impossible, 7-story apartment to see you in the middle of the night. To this day, I still don't know how I did it. I miss being able to talk to you for hours on end without a breath in between. Twelve hours straight is our record isn't it? I miss taking your hand and forcing you to slow dance in the middle of a crowded street. I can practically see your cheeks burn as you shake your head and smile at me.

These are the unsent love letters—the thoughts that lay peacefully in the landscape of my mind until the sun is tucked in below the horizon. It’s as if these words bind me to your bones on my loneliest of days. It’s the only rope that can secure my heart to my chest.

I can almost feel your lips kiss my eyes to stop the tears.

As cliché as it sounds, you’re the light that guides me in my darkest hour. You’re the only one who can see the true feelings behind my skin-deep smile. I never tell anyone my pain, because I never want to put my burden onto them. My smile might fool others, but my eyes can't fool you. I’m afraid my introverted nature could clash into chaos and cause a downward spiral towards self-destruction. But your hug is always there to keep me from shattering into pieces.

With you, every kiss feels like the first and every memory of you is such sweet repose.

I used to wear my heart hidden in my sleeve, but now, it’s perfection in your hands.

~ Aubree.