Sunday, February 15, 2015
The (Conditional) Love Letter
I must confess, my love for you is conditional and not undying. It fades in and out like the flicker of a candle.
I love you most when your cheeks sit high on your face, perched on a throne above your nose.
I love you most when your jaw line is so sharp that it could slice an apple.
I love you most when your eye makeup is smudged and unkept.
I love you most when you get all of the right answers.
I love you most when when you know all of the song lyrics to our favorite song.
I love you most when you pacing through the city streets searching for the perfect spot to be alone.
I love you most when you are in front of a crowd talking about the power of love, care, and understanding to change the world.
I love you most when you are sitting quietly at a desk typing away and lost in a thought.
I love when you are alone and the should's disappear, but the could's open up the possibilities.
But, I love you most when you are so deep living that the days melt together and all you have is Purpose.
Let's find that place together, okay?
by Amelia Pontes at 10:23 AM