talesofahalfricanamerican:

i trace shapes on the contours of your back,
as the morning sun fills the room through the blinds tiny cracks,
sunlight hits your hair and brings out it’s blonde color,
and i know it’s not right,
but i just have to stare,
i merely lie there in awe and wonder,

what have i done to be this…

(via anaamastro)

talesofahalfricanamerican:

Hi. This is American Wedding. It’s not perfect. Bye.

talesofahalfricanamerican:

Two hearts ablaze, my minds amazed,
my minds a maze, that only you can navigate,
such comfort as we lay, enjoying each other’s embrace,
you unlock the box in which my heart was encased
as my hands fall on your waist,
our lips touch and my heart starts to race,
the instrumental section to…

twelve years I’ve been without you now,
and it’s only getting harder,
i think of what you’d look like,
it makes me sad, but the fact that you’re in a better place makes me fill ardor.

i miss you so much and i never even met you,
but in my heart is where you reside and i will never, ever forget you.
if you were here, without a doubt i would have stayed at home,
i would never have went this far away and left you all alone.

i swear sometimes i feel you,
when i’m feeling down is when i feel your touch,
brings tears to my eyes now just because i miss you so much.

i know there’s going to be a day in which we’ll be reunited.
i’m getting so excited to see you i just can’t fight it.
i’m sure your hair will be curly, just like mine,
and you’d have those brown eyes like mom,
and i’m sure they’d shine,
i’d sing you songs all the time,
you’d get your music taste from dad,
i can picture us in the car blasting earth wind and fire,
and you’d be clad,
in the nicest clothes,
because of course i’d spoil you like crazy,
you would have been my baby.

i’ll make up for all these years i’ve been apart from you i promise.
and i’d never lie to you, so of course i’m being honest.

happy birthday jordan. 

Look at this heart shaped puddle I found