Sun Hands

*This may not be romantic love. It’s a love I can’t put into words. It’s special.
It’s like a love for a place or a song. It’s a memory of a scent. It is the feeling of coming home after a long time of being away. You are home to me.
It’s you and your honest blue eyes.
Your silhouette.
This love is the feeling of remembering the happiest moments. 
I may not be able to love you in the traditional sense, but I will love you forever in my own special way. 
When I smile for no reason when I look at you, that is my way of showing my love for you.
All those feelings and infinitely more I can’t even describe mix and combine in my tummy. I can’t help but laugh at the sensation of butterfly wings. That is my love for you.

 

I’m not doing anything with my life.

I’m not making any big ripples.

I’m just floating around.

This is my biggest fear.
I want to always being moving in the right direction,
but, I don’t know what the right direction is. 

I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M DOING.

But I need to get over myself.