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July 2018

Strangers

Sometimes the people you try to forget find a way of creeping back into your mind and filling you up with memories. Even though some are good and some are bad, in a way, you miss them. Sometimes you wish you’d never met them, but sometimes you wish you could say hello and start over. Unfortunately life doesn’t work that way.

This is a message to everyone having this feeling and to everyone causing this feeling. Maybe someday things will work out and you will get that hello or maybe things will never work out and, in that case, smile and be grateful for the memories.

© 2018 by Stacey-Leigh Laycock. All Rights Reserved.

My Love

My love,

I cannot truly fathom into words how much I love you, but I will try my very best to do my feelings justice. You have taken me on a journey I did not know I wanted. My life has been full of ups and downs, but never have I been as happy as I am when I am with you. You have given me a love that I did not know I needed. I am so grateful to have you and to call you mine.

When I look at you I can feel this warmth take over me and it fills me with an abundance of good feelings. Yes, I can name all of them, but by that time this will have been a book.

For now I will stick to the point. The point…

You…

You are my point,

My beginning,

My end,

My start,

My finish,

My destination.

Think of it like this, I would not learn a whole new language for just anyone. That’s how certain I am about you. I am so certain that you are the real deal that I am prepared to embrace a whole new world, just so I can be a part of yours.

You are the love of my life and I will spend every day of this life showing you that I am worthy of all of your love. I will never stop telling you how much you mean to me and I will always, always love you. You truly are the best thing to ever happen to me and I will be forever grateful. Je t’aime… Ahbak… I love you.

Dedicated to my dearest Hussein.

© 2018 by Stacey-Leigh Laycock. All Rights Reserved.

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