Sometimes I haven’t the Patience to explain myself to my weary heart again. ~A.P. ~~PATIENCE~~ For all the pieces of me I refuse to acknowledge, on the grounds it’s mental cruelty. ;) ~~~~
@anunclaimedheart, Aimèe Petersen

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Sometimes I haven’t the Patience to explain myself to my weary heart again. ~A.P. ~~PATIENCE~~ For all the pieces of me I refuse to acknowledge, on the grounds it’s mental cruelty. ;) ~~~~
@anunclaimedheart, Aimèe Petersen
~ALMOST~ Its not the poetry I love But the Words The words that fall from your lips I long to hear your voice I no longer care what you say Just the cadence of your voice Just the whisper of your words in my ear If I close my eyes I can almost hear you Almost Almost Whispering through the towering Pines Drifting over our Mountains Almost Almost Its not the poetry I love But the Words I long to hear your voice Whisper in my ear all the words my heart no longer cares to hear In the Dark I hear those words Almost Almost ~A.P
@anunclaimedheart, Aimèe Petersen
~WHISPERS IN THE DARK~ I have conversations with you every night before I sleep I lay upon my pillow whispering every secret to you telling all the things missed while apart these long nights through I whisper into the dark as I drift to sleep do you hear it do you know the secrets that I tell in the dark of night from miles and miles away over these beautiful snow capped mountains are you listening under the stars watching the same moon I see Can you hear my whisper through our towering pines where hearts lie beating sleeping dreaming creating hoping Can you hear my heart beating~ ~A.P~
Aimèe Petersen, @anunclaimedheart
SEVENTEEN There are nights i wish closing my eyes drifting to sleep meant waking in your arms in a dream walking next to you again holding your hand in the dark watching the lightning dance across the sky being seventeen in endless love nights when I drift to sleep and find you waiting are nights I long to stay asleep to lay forever there next to you if only if only we could go back to dreamy youth and live when we were seventeen ~A.P
Anunclaimedheart , Aimèe Petersen