Love – Words & Feelings

{introverts}

I’ve often wondered why you stood out so much to me from everybody else. After all, they were just as skilled, knowledgeable, passionate and talented as you are. It’s only occured to me now that the reason I’ve always liked you has little to do with what you do, and so much more about whoContinue reading “{introverts}”

{how the body feels absence}

Her body perceived his absence most acutely: her eyes, so used to darting in his direction constantly, filled with disappointment at the sight of empty air where he usually stood; her lips, often fighting the impulse to curve upwards, no longer had a friend’s face to smile at; her ears, skilled in tuning in toContinue reading “{how the body feels absence}”

a body’s best friend

my body has lost its best friend. how have i learnt to love your touch. and the joy i felt holding you, having you inside of me. what did we engage in, what did we create but magical beauty in between the sheets?

{a short description of a friend}

He embodied some of her favourite qualities in a person. Most striking to her was the air of tranquility about him, of a certain innate stillness; that his temper could not easily be stirred, and that he met everything in life with calm acceptance. Perhaps he was a man of passions, but it did notContinue reading “{a short description of a friend}”

Rose.

I loved her the way you love a rose: From far away, Where beaty outweighs the possibility of hurt. (Follow me on Instagram @elizareadsandwrites )

the Billy bookcase.

It had taken her by surprise, how instantly a ball (of tears) had formed in her throat at the sight of a simple piece of furniture. And yet, here she stood in front of a plain white bookshelf, staring at its name tag, and remembering with piercing clarity an innocent conversation shared only some monthsContinue reading “the Billy bookcase.”

{the silent manner}

She had been sitting cross-legged on the hard gymnasium floor amongst hundreds of others like her (students). The proximity of so many bodies in one single room made it feel like it was a much warmer day than it really was. So long had she been sitting there that her legs and bottom had goneContinue reading “{the silent manner}”

{great love}

I am capable of great love, but only to a very few …

{thought}

if you are as similar to me as i think you are then loving you is a little like loving me

imagination

She may not be able to see him all that often, but there was something she had – something powerful, endless and readily-available: imagination. In her imaginary world, the boundaries of reality ceased to exist: she could now see him every day if she chose to – perhaps even multiple times a day; she couldContinue reading “imagination”