The hope still lingers in me but I do not hold onto hope, for it holds onto me. Giving up on you would be giving up on myself; I cannot let myself down, no, not this time.
You are so far away, but so close to my soul. I go back to our first kiss and the warmth of your heart still consumes every ounce of me. The risk, the softness, the longing. The realness of it all, still so alive inside of me.
How could you ever not be mine? The Notebook, but I am Noah and you are Allie. I can't let go, while you are steadily trying to forget. Something will always be missing. You and I both know it. It will never be the same, a comparison never to be met. I will write and go without response, just as Noah did.
Knowing the harm that I am bringing to myself is not enough to stop me. I am compelled to write. A force within me will not surrender. The woman that I am will never fully shine, without you to brighten me each day. I will work, work, work to distract myself, but at the end of a long, rough day you will always be there, waiting, at the back of my mind, ready to remind me of all that I want. All that I love. All that I am missing.
The moment that I feel I can make it through, you will spring back up. Just as you always do, bringing my spirit back to life, as only you can do. This is my life. This is my heart. It should belong to me and me alone, yet somehow you hold it in your hands. You forget it is there. You neglect it, then nurture it back to health. You wait until the last beat and resuscitate it just enough to keep it going a little longer.
The beauty that resides within you, makes my body ache with hunger. Everything about you is almost more than my heart can bear, yet I want more; every second, of every day. Every night with you was one that I wished to last forever. If given the chance, I could talk to you forever and if we ever ran out of words, our silence together would be enough to keep me satisfied forever. A silence full of words, that don't need to be spoken. A bond full of promises, that can never be damaged or broken.
I wish I could say the right words that would make you mine forever, but only the words of your heart can be trusted forever.
All that I need from you is one compulsive act, as Allie with Noah. Just one impulsive decision to visit me, one last time and I will show you that it isn't the last time. That there could never be a last time, with you and I. I will show you that everything that has ever happened in your past was for a reason. I am the reason. WE are the reason.
It is easy for you to forget when you don't have the memories staring you in the face. Unlike you, I am living with the memories. In this house. In this town. In these letters. In this heart. It all started less than a year ago and less than two months ago it was over. Just like that. It feels like a lifetime since I've heard your voice speak softly about your lovely heart's feelings for me. It seems like decades since I have seen your beautiful face, yet it feels like I've known you for a thousand years or more.
And I will hold you here, in my heart, until eternity is sore...
You are so far away, but so close to my soul. I go back to our first kiss and the warmth of your heart still consumes every ounce of me. The risk, the softness, the longing. The realness of it all, still so alive inside of me.
How could you ever not be mine? The Notebook, but I am Noah and you are Allie. I can't let go, while you are steadily trying to forget. Something will always be missing. You and I both know it. It will never be the same, a comparison never to be met. I will write and go without response, just as Noah did.
Knowing the harm that I am bringing to myself is not enough to stop me. I am compelled to write. A force within me will not surrender. The woman that I am will never fully shine, without you to brighten me each day. I will work, work, work to distract myself, but at the end of a long, rough day you will always be there, waiting, at the back of my mind, ready to remind me of all that I want. All that I love. All that I am missing.
The moment that I feel I can make it through, you will spring back up. Just as you always do, bringing my spirit back to life, as only you can do. This is my life. This is my heart. It should belong to me and me alone, yet somehow you hold it in your hands. You forget it is there. You neglect it, then nurture it back to health. You wait until the last beat and resuscitate it just enough to keep it going a little longer.
The beauty that resides within you, makes my body ache with hunger. Everything about you is almost more than my heart can bear, yet I want more; every second, of every day. Every night with you was one that I wished to last forever. If given the chance, I could talk to you forever and if we ever ran out of words, our silence together would be enough to keep me satisfied forever. A silence full of words, that don't need to be spoken. A bond full of promises, that can never be damaged or broken.
I wish I could say the right words that would make you mine forever, but only the words of your heart can be trusted forever.
All that I need from you is one compulsive act, as Allie with Noah. Just one impulsive decision to visit me, one last time and I will show you that it isn't the last time. That there could never be a last time, with you and I. I will show you that everything that has ever happened in your past was for a reason. I am the reason. WE are the reason.
It is easy for you to forget when you don't have the memories staring you in the face. Unlike you, I am living with the memories. In this house. In this town. In these letters. In this heart. It all started less than a year ago and less than two months ago it was over. Just like that. It feels like a lifetime since I've heard your voice speak softly about your lovely heart's feelings for me. It seems like decades since I have seen your beautiful face, yet it feels like I've known you for a thousand years or more.
And I will hold you here, in my heart, until eternity is sore...
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