i had the biggest smile on my face when i woke up this morning. 
across my bed was a black posterboard with magazine clips of kitchens, handbags, and bridges… hehe too many memories all contained in two hearts.

” you’re like poetry, calm and meaningful as can be
full of emotions and expressions tickling my heart

i’m a writer, i try to pen this thoughts. i try to write out words,
but no words are enough to fully express
how deep the ink penetrates paper,
how deeply my heart has fallen for yours..
how much i love, how much you love, how much we love..
how much love? …no math. just words. just hearts. just love.

i’m a writer, an overthinker
i overthink what’s right, right now
but my heart it too, it over-beats
when i think, when i write, when it’s about you “