My lover questions how truthful my 'I love you' s are.
And that makes me unbearably happy.
Don't take me at my word! Don't take everything as law!
Question me, push me, and drag the truth from my lips.
If I truly loved you.
If you truly love me.
Don't lay there and take my shit!
Fight me with all your strength!
Don't abuse me, as I won't abuse you.
But don't let my wrong arguments continue.
Tell me I do wrong.
My ego would break the house, otherwise.
Praise me when I'm right.
I will give you the truth.
But question me always.
Because...
I love you.
What is love should be the
What is love should be the question...and not the wager. Inspiring.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Scared.
Sometimes you absolutely scare the shit out of me when you write poems like this.
~~We can fade away together one dream at a time.~~
I don't think you know how
I don't think you know how much it makes me smile when you doubted me. I seriously was stupidly happy for hours. I can't stand when people take everything I say at face value. I need someone to tell me I am wrong, to question, make me prove it. Drag what you want to hear from me. Make me bleed the truth. :3
Thank you,
LovingLovelace
If your mirror doesn't find you one of the most beautiful people it has ever seen, punch it and find a better mirror.
Imagine.
I can imagine. I enjoy making you smile. As long as I can do that I know our love will be there. (In case you're wondering why I haven't texted you, my phone is off.
~~We can fade away together one dream at a time.~~