you in the fridge light

3:33 AM
my body jolts awake from a loud crash in the kitchen
the first thought i have is we’re being robbed -
the result of too many restless nights spent
watching law and order: SVU on repeat.

my feet startle at the floor that feels like ice;
search for my slippers
make my way down the hallway.

all i can see through my blurred, astigmatic vision
is the fridge light

then i hear your voice.

“oops! i’m sorry baby, did i wake you up?
i didn’t mean to, i was making myself coffee.”

3:35 AM
normally, if anyone else told me
they were making coffee at this time of the night,
a wave of judgement would pass through my mind
but you.
i know you.

you’re as obsessed with your craft as a dog with a bone
your hands tell stories
and your fingers tell fairytales
in the middle of the night

i say your name
and it rolls off my tongue
like it was the first word i’d ever learned.

you make the same crooked, wide, gummy smile at me that you always have
but this time it’s different
half is lit up by the fridge light
the other half hanging in the dark of the room.

i can count your freckles in this light
even though i know how many you have
27
i can see that one dimple on your cheek
even though i know it only
appears when you smile.

3:40 AM
and i fall in love with you
all over again

BG

"I exist in two places.
   here, and where you are."

When the honeymoon stage ends what happens

naijapoet:

closerthanwethinktohome:

justcharise:

justcharise:

artistluv:

…………

You’re more honest with each other.
Bodily functions are something to laugh about.
Sweatpants and tee shirts are a regular thing.
They know what you look like without all the makeup.
Being “laid up and watching Netflix” is the only thing you’re looking forward to after work.
You don’t go on fancy dates as often but you trade that for quality time.
You find yourself being more vulnerable and you open up more.
They become your best friend.
You will able to talk about anything.
You won’t be worried about impressing their parents, you’re just gonna love them anyway regardless of how their parents may feel.
You will have inside jokes that no one else will get.
Sex is not as often but, twice as passionate.
Little fights will happen, but you’ll learn not to sweat the small stuff.
You’ll learn what compromise really is about.
You’ll dream about the future together. Grow together.
Be on each other’s team.
See their ugly crying face, and be the one to wipe the tears away & do something stupid to make them life.
things are amazing after the honeymoon stage. However, it’s a time about giving up your walls and open up some doors you have locked a long time ago.

That’s why some people don’t make it past this point, because they don’t know what unconditional self-love means.
Remain open and optimistic, love will never fail you.

I love when this post resurfaces. It’s like a gentle reminder.

Relevant for me right now.

To be honest, I believe in this.

(via princess---sarcasm)