Endless autumn( the dying(loving) )

The earliest memory? We share the wooden flowers on our dash. And you .. you won’t want to know that I still relax the boundaries cause we ain’t dead. Still we say it and after all the days of denial, after all the years of quietly looking, after years of self induced challenge.. your quiet conversation and severe honesty.. 20 years and you won’t lie to me. Eyes like that.

We spoke on the matter of the inner child and honestly I have finally made a choice and it’s to re raise that child. I know you care. I can tell when you say it, and you aren’t afraid to touch me.. or tell me. And safe is in those eyes. You make me want to rip up every other statement about this and truth and holy shit it hurt me so bad to get here. And here we are. Discussing this .. and the words you choose are how can I help you

Twin flame

Soul done, dinner made, roll through this hair with hands and why not stare into my eyes and say

The garage door is open, or did you pay the insurance..

Love in the obvious.. and we mark the day no drama, and you refuse to lie. But on a serious note … you want what I am .. calling me the sexiest man alive.. and it’s because we trust never lying and believing we might be elect. It has been years. And I’m not looking at the past wondering anymore. Wishing anymore. Thinking…