#tomyamos

[writinglust]

To my love,

i don't know where i should hold my gaze. i've never been confused in my life like this before: there's a beautiful, bursting colors of pink and indigo sunset behind you and then there's you--smiling in front of me. your smile smothering my dull life with all the lively colors. — Things I want you to know #6, writinglust

[writinglust]

To my love,

i may not be the first one you have held hands with on a late night walk nor my name wasn't the first one you have carved on a tree, but i just want to be the one you can't stop thinking about when drinking your strong coffee on a quiet Saturday morning 'cause it feels like you're finally home. — Things I want you to know #3, writinglust

[writinglust]

To my love,

i have seen thousands of lights in all the bright places and i still think the only light that matters is the one within you

— Things I want you to know #1, writinglust

[writinglust]

To my love,

i kept on searching for the perfect place where i can run away to when i long for peace and quiet. i’m still thanking the stars that night i laid my head on your chest and your arms were wrapped around me. love, in you, i‘ve found solace and i must say that--you are my favorite place.

—Things I want you to know #4, writinglust

[writinglust]

To my love,

i miss you when we’re miles apart and i still miss you even when you’re just inches away from me. my skin longs for the subtle touch of your skin. the path from your lips down to your chest is the only familiar road my fingers would ever trace but would still get myself lost into. your kisses would be the only rain i would madly dance in. you would be my only home that i miss coming back to. i miss you. 

— Things I want you to know #5, writinglust

[writinglust]

so he’s kinda bit sad when he found out that i don’t really sleep right away whenever i say that we should be going to sleep because we already bade good nights to each other.  oh you love, how can i sleep that easily when i’m missing you and i’m thinking about you and there’s nothing i can do for now but to write you?

[writinglust]

To my love,

in my entire existence, i never thought that my lungs are capable of making music. oh dear it was so beautiful, so beautiful to breathe at the same time here, with you. now life finally makes sense to me. 

— Things I want you to know #2, writinglust