“But life has plans for all people. Even if those plans separate us
from the ones we love. No matter where my life takes me or yours takes
you, I will love you whether there are a thousand miles between us or
none at all.”
— Courtney Peppernell II Pillow Thoughts
“If I were to build a house
I’d have your arms as the walls
Your eyes as the windows
Your smile as the front door
Your heart as the fireplace
And your soul as my light
And in this house
I’d place my faith
Knowing I’d finally
found a home”
— Courtney Peppernell II Pillow Thoughts
“We were in the grocery store. You wanted ice cream even though it
was cold out. You couldn’t decide which flavour and I was teasing you
able being so indecisive sometimes. I suggested we just buy every
flavour in the store and you laughed. It was the kind of laugh I could
listen to for the rest of my life. You said I was silly and you kissed
me, pressed against me so I could feel how cold the top of your nose
was. You were only in sweats, hair so messy from being in bed all
afternoon. And in that moment I knew I loved you more than anyone else I
had ever loved. In that moment I know you were my once in a lifetime.
And yet all we were doing was looking for ice cream.”
— Looking for Ice Cream | Courtney Peppernell, Pillow Thoughts.
“I don’t remember what time it was but it was late and she had
fallen asleep, exhausted from the day. I had curled into her, pressed my
face into the curve of her neck and she smelt the way she always does;
of sweetness and flowers and all the beautiful things in life. I felt
her pulse against my lips, as they rested there, connected to each beat
as it found its way through her body. And I remember thinking it was so
strange at first, to feel her pulse against my lips because it was so
loud, and it drowned out any other feeling in that moment. It was just
the beat of her heart and my lips. Then I started to think about this
life that I had crawled up next to, and how important it was in my own
life. And then I thought about the woman this life belonged to; with her
scent of flowers and her pulse beating against my lips and I realised
just how much I loved this woman and how much I valued her life and our
life together. So I promised that my lips would speak only kindness to
her, that they wouldn’t dare kiss anyone else, and if anybody ever hurt
her, then my lips would comfort her. It was late and I felt her pulse
against my lips and it reminded me of how much I loved the woman the
pulse belonged to.”
— P U L S E
“We all want that. When you feel you have a purpose in someone’s
life. Even if that purpose is to make toasted sandwiches on a Friday
night or listen when she talks about her day. When you are holding her
because she’s sad and you can feel yourself hugging the sadness away,
and there is nothing that will make you move or turn around until the
tears are dry and she says she’s okay. You go to sleep thinking that if
tomorrow comes and you cannot kiss her, every other kiss wasn’t enough.
Each day the curve of her lips and the way her hair falls down her back
makes you wonder if there is anything more beautiful. And then you are
reminded of all the small details; like both your toothbrushes sitting
side by side on the basin, walking the dog as the day is fading away and
dreaming about the things we forget as we grow older. And you feel at
peace, because there is nothing more out there. Even though the world
will try to convince you that the grass is always greener you know deep
in your heart that it is already green over here. You see it every day,
in her.”
—
we all want that
Sem comentários:
Enviar um comentário