I want to take you to this place that my friend took me once. It's a creepy journey to the top of this small mountain that overlooks the city. Once you get to the top, though, it makes sense why anyone would want to make that journey in the first place.
I want to lay down a big, soft blanket, and lay on top of it, but I want to be wrapped in your essence, warmed by your touch, excited by your intellect. I want to look out at the lights of the city before I turn my attention to the light in your eyes, and then...
I sometimes wonder what it would be like to be your girl. Would we argue once the thrill of the chase has subsided? Would you leave me love notes just because? Would we get voted cutest couple? Would we ever use the word love?
I don't even know how to get to that place. But I would actually google it, learn the route, and buy a blanket so that I could take you there. If I was your girl.
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And are you thinking like I am? Do you even care about ever being my man? Am I getting too caught up in the moment? Why do I always have so many unanswered questions?
It doesn't matter. LG.
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Just the thoughts, feelings, and stories of LadyLove. This blog is not meant to do anything but to express myself in a way that I haven't before. If you see something that resonates with you, or something that doesn't, write a comment. I have some food in my blog for you - Not that edible food, the food you eat? No, I have some food for thought. And maybe as you devour my delicious diary, you will leave as full as I am when I sit down to write. -LadyLove
2 comments:
This was pretty poetic and it seemed like you weren't (really) trying to be when you wrote it lol. Who knows? Maybe you'll meet up at the top of that particular place, but you'll both have to make the journey alone.
He needs the hurry hell up, though. He might be missing out...!
It's the "alone" part or the "meet" part that I'm worried about. I'm always ready for a journey, an adventure...but is he? And I completely agree with that last sentence.
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