I kept telling myself; I would walk away, further away from you. But it was one of the destined moments, a candlelight dinner we did not plan. You sat there, looking flawless, my eyes couldn't hold your gaze. The warm candle light falling over your face, and your eyes sparkled. I could see all our love scripted in history come alive.
Every single moment of our love sat down with us on that table that night. As if I was looking at you for the first time, and time kept turning its pages. I remembered your smile from the first time I met you. All it took was a little candlelight so I could see the man you’ve grown into. This is a love story that writes itself. I dropped the pen ages ago, walked away from these pages, but this story is still filled with fresh ink.
I am quite a broken soldier in love, I was ready to leave the battlefield; I did not come prepared for bruises on my heart. Time and again, I kept looking for ways to look away, but you found a way to look at me, as if I am the only truth you've ever met. Your eyes tell a story, how a roaring wave can sit calm as a drop in front of you.
Everything around us conspires to bring us together. My fears have stepped aside, they're paving a path, even they want to see our love shine.
- trustonlystars
