Writing Aesthetic - Tumblr Posts - Page 2

What I love doing more than anything.

We walk side by side with our hands clasped tightly together, speaking in strange tongues that have become familiar. I have become myself, fully myself, and I am here with you.

Your face is more beautiful than I could have ever thought or remembered. Your intoxicating presence drowns me in its immediacy - I list my achievements, all that make me who I am, my wishes fulfilled and dreams obtained.

You smile shy, in awe, in deep desire, for nothing shines brighter than me as myself.

- and so it is