To the inexperienced and will always be,
this is the kind of love that would stab a beautiful breathing individual straight in the heart.
It is unfortunately worth the risk.
It is like base jumping where ecstasy is in a second
This unfortunate sensations in the heart where it hurts every second as the exchange of warm kindness slowly reach the limit.
The worse is when the thought of 'have mastered' the entire flow of the story turned out to be an entire new story.
Quiet stimulating, but tragically happy.
A simple desire:
To set up a mat on the rooftop and listen to a love one's impressive choice of music as the night takes away the city sound and watch the stars no matter how bright the lights are like.
That would be an ultimate heart warming condition that love can give to lovers as the night meets the morning sun.
Shoulder to shoulder, hand holding a lover's hand, peace in the heart, security in the mind, letting go and a genuine smile.
When there is no courage in site, time sweeps away the chances to create a genuine smile.
This inability to express myself in the bubble of love frustrates me. The desire to run away from the kind of frustration is appealing, but the truth is more favorable. That is to face the entire strengthening exercise, exposure. Brutal, but harvesting the fruits in the end for sure is promising.
When the most beautiful thing that is happening in your eyes and your role is to do nothing is the most tragic of all tragic situations.
My heart said, "Your hug comforts me and I want an unlimited supply of that."
But I am powerless against time
My mind said, "Win my attention coz that stimulates the hell out of me."
This is when time makes the most out of the situation and the truth about love is you can never bend its principles.
My selfish desire, "Make me smile with your silent effort because the sensation on my cheeks gets down deep in my heart."
Thought that I need to let go, "Hug me because in my eyes you are a bundle of cottony love softer than a pillow and warmer than a sunset."
Not the truth, but an attitude that can be changed, "I can't get enough of you."
Truth, "But I know I have to try to go for moderation
Stay still
Do nothing
Watch the wind blow the leaves in the streets
Witness the days pass me by as you fade slow
Embrace change
Accept truth
That our young love is a tiny powerful seed that will remind us that life is made of short beautiful moments."
Never say no to love
It is worth all the risk.
It will never leave your cup half empty or empty.
It takes experience to appreciate it's painting on you as a canvass
Doing nothing is a very complicated yet powerful tool to access the flow.