Dearest Lyralove, I appreciate you more than you know ❤ I want you to know that I know when I wake up in the morning I don’t wake up and think of me I think of you and I hope that you slept well I hope that you believe in yourself at work I believe…

Pride is coming up, I just haaad write something lovely and gay x Soft lips and sugar sweet words Flow from your mouth to mine and back again Like honey dripping down an old oak tree and into the grass On which two lovers lie whiling away an afternoon In the sunshine of late summer…

For my best girl x The rush of words as I blushing try to push them into you speaking not sense but in pastiche and hurried parlance Time is precious when we are spending it together I worry and worry that the moon and stars will rip us apart with as little ceremony or kindness…

Lyralove, I like you a lot ❤ They say love is a battlefield but if it’s a war we’re in Then let me fight for you and let me be your soldier Take my weather-beaten shell-shocked heart And guard it while I go off marching // I often say that what matters most is making…