“We have to allow ourselves to be loved by the people who really love us, the people who really matter. Too much of the time, we are blinded by our own pursuits of people to love us, people that don’t even matter, while all that time we waste and the people who do love us have to stand on the sidewalk and watch us beg in the streets! It’s time to put an end to this. It’s time for us to let ourselves be loved.” ― C. JoyBell C.
Loving you like wildfire,
Crazy like the moon.
You lit my love’s desire,
Brighter, hotter than 12 noon.
Loving you always like there’s no tomorrow,
Sudden like an inhale and the overcoming shadow.
Constant like the tides and the sweet cool breeze,
I’m that man and all of these.
Fighter. Lover. Me.
God help me, please.