The stars lean down to kiss you.
And I lie awake and miss you.
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,
But I'll miss your arms around me.
I'd send a postcard to you, dear,
'Cause I wish you were here.

I'll watch the night turn light blue,
But it's not the same without you.
Because it takes two to whisper quietly.
The silence isn't so bad,
'Till I look at my hands and feel sad.
'Cause the spaces between my fingers Are right where yours fit perfectly.

I'll find repose in new ways,
Though I haven't slept in two days.
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.

But drenched in vanilla twilight,
I'll sit on the front porch all night.
Waist deep in thought because when I think of you, I don't feel so alone.

I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.

As many times as I blink,
I'll think of you tonight.
(Tonight, tonight, tonight...)

I'll think of you tonight.

When violet eyes get brighter,
And heavy wings grow lighter.
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.
And I'll forget the world that I knew,
But I swear I won't forget you,
Oh if my voice could reach back through the past,
I'd whisper in your ear:

"Oh darling, I wish you were here".

park choa

twenty-one

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why am i so blessed, kitty?

park choa

Choa, my dear Choa, I can never get tired of saying your name, thinking about your name, or smiling whenever someone brings you up. I get really lonely whenever you’re not around, and find my heart beating against my chest wildly when you do appear, because I don’t know how to act – and I want to smother you in nothing but kisses from my heart. I want you to always feel loved and cherished by me, and not get jealous of others because you’ll forever have my attention, and my heart. I want to always make you feel good, always touch, kiss, , and allow my heart to continue to love and beat for you. Nobody can make me smile the way you do, nobody can say those three words of love – like you do. I want to always hold you… I want to always be the one to love you, kiss you goodnight, kiss you when you wake up – and ask you “how your day was” because it completes me.

YOU, complete me, baby girl.

I know I’m not the best guy out there, or your ideal type like Shon Minho, but I’m trying. And that should count for something, right?

I just want to tell you I love you. That I’ll never get tired of kissing those lush, pink lips of yours, or thinking about our future together.

I want plenty of babies, you hear me? I want you to be my wife; I want you to be everything that a couple can be, together.

So don’t ever give up on me, or doubt my love.

You’re my only hope, you’re my sunshine, you’re the stars to my sky – all in all, you’re everything to me. So don’t ever forget that babygirl.