I want to remember everything.
& I want to know everything
but you.
whenlightningstrikesroaddykes:
As I passed, the cattails in swollen soil swayed for you and me, waving salutations like an acquaintance that feels like an old friend. They whispered stories of long-forgotten footsteps, beckoning me to remember something that was once so beautiful and alive. I settled into a chipped bench shaded by a flurry of sunflowers. I admitted to them that I was undoubtedly falling in love with you. They comforted me and I know flowers can’t talk, but something encouraged me that I should tell you when you got home from work, or when we were wishing each other sweet dreams. That night, when my face was hidden from the eye of moonlight, I welcomed you into the deepest parts of my heart, parts that have gathered cobwebs over the years. You drifted into its shadows with the warmest light I have ever known. A happiness so honest seeped into my bones like ocean sand between sunkissed toes.
you, my friend, are fucking incredible.
If your eyes are evil, your whole body will be full of darkness. No one can serve two masters. For you will hate one and love the other, or will follow one and refuse the other. You cannot serve both God and money. Don’t worry about food or drink, or about clothing because life is more than food, and the body more than clothes.
but your voice and your feelings. it felt like your conscious stepped into my dream. you repeated “I love you” a lot in a whisper that would fade in and out. i heard ‘Devan?’ as if you were waking me up. the rest I don’t quite remember. it just gave me a feeling like you and i were one, connected somehow.”
