We crave your time. We crave you in the quiet afternoon, in the thunder of storm. We don't need much, just bring us your heart, pinned to your sleeve. Just bring us your mind, cupped within your palms. Bring us closeness, your hinged rib-cage, your dreams and your aspirations. Bring us the key to the world you hold within you and we will explore it. We will always explore it.
We crave your understanding. We crave the ability to be who we are- the overthinking, daydreaming, messy hearted human being who have the loudest worlds tucked beneath their skin. We crave your acceptance - your arms around us when we need, a smile on your face, a silent sleep on your lap, a gentle kiss on forehead, a warm hug and sometimes a tight one as well and a nudge that says "It's okay to be drained. It's okay".
We crave your patience. We crave time - time to figure out the feeling that jump and leap and shout inside us. We tread so deeply, we sometimes drown. Love overstimulates us, it plants seeds in our lungs and sometimes it gets hard to breathe. We crave permission to pluck the weeds from within our chests, we crave permission to learn how to wade in our depth, until we know how to swim. We crave your confidence in us, in our ability to dug up what we want to express to you. Because we do care, we do; we just want to be sure of ourselves; we just want to be sure of our heart, before we allow someone to make a home within us, with us.
We crave close relationships. A love which makes us feel safe; safe to be near you, safe to open up with you, safe to share a secret with you and safe enough to have you our heart and love. The kind of love that erupts into an uncontrollable blaze which then simmers down to embers and burns quietly, comfortably for years. The kind of love they write novels about, poems and symphonies about. The kind of love that teaches more than you thought you could ever learn and gives back infinitely more than it takes. It is the "Love of your Life" kind of love. A long meaningful conversation in the night, a slightly illogical in between too; talk to us, we will listen to you carefully and assimilate every word coming out of your mouth. While talking to us over phone we will going to know how you would have actually said that, the tone of voice, the pitch, the words and the expressions on your face.
We crave distance. We crave room to stretch our limbs, soft moments where nothing is expected of us. This is how we connect with our softness; this is how we connect with our quiet. When this happens, we crave the ability to be alone without hurting you - without causing you to retreat into your mind; without making you believe that you did something wrong or that we have lost interest. Trust me - if we love you, we love you; But we crave your compassion, your empathy because moments alone with our hopes and our dreams are just as important as the moments we spend with you. They are our strength. They are our comfort, our fuel, our paradise.
We crave your knowledge of us. We crave the way you see the small things we do as declarations of our love. See, when we do 'extroverted' things with you, when we come out with you and dance with you and laugh out loud with you, we want you to know what that means. How we love seeing you happy. How it makes it all worth it, even if it makes us weary.
And when we invite you into our heads, when we show you our favorite books or cry in front of you while watching our favorite movie; when we share with you these extensions of who we are, and what shaped the very foundation of our souls, we want you to know what that means. How hard it is for us. How we try for you. How we always try for you. We crave time of you, with you; for us the time is something very important, see when we share our time with you, going out with you, coming to meet you, talking to you on phone or in-person that means you are special to us, you should realize that.
We will gonna love you until the end. We will remember everything about you, the smell of your body, the color of your clothes you wear at our first meeting, the laughs and smiles. We will be there with you to wipe your tears when u cry and nose in the winter. We will give you a shoulder to lean on, we will give you warm hug when you need one; will kiss you on your cheeks, forehead or maybe the whole face as well, we will whisper close in your ears "i love you" which will going to swim across to your heart giving shiver through your body. We will see right into your eyes, will pin you down to the walls and kiss every square inch of your body leaving the impression which will gonna last forever.
We crave people in our life that make forever seem too short. We want to be surrounded by people who makes our heart pound and skip a beat because their presence makes us so happy. We want to be around people who inspire us and make us want to be better and do better. We want to be around people who we know will be there for us forever through the thick and thin because we will absolutely be that person for them. We want to be surrounded by people who actually want to be around us and don't leave us wondering where i stand with them. We only want forever relations because when we're old and gray, we want the people by our side who have been there with us for everything.
We crave your understanding. We crave the ability to be who we are- the overthinking, daydreaming, messy hearted human being who have the loudest worlds tucked beneath their skin. We crave your acceptance - your arms around us when we need, a smile on your face, a silent sleep on your lap, a gentle kiss on forehead, a warm hug and sometimes a tight one as well and a nudge that says "It's okay to be drained. It's okay".
We crave your patience. We crave time - time to figure out the feeling that jump and leap and shout inside us. We tread so deeply, we sometimes drown. Love overstimulates us, it plants seeds in our lungs and sometimes it gets hard to breathe. We crave permission to pluck the weeds from within our chests, we crave permission to learn how to wade in our depth, until we know how to swim. We crave your confidence in us, in our ability to dug up what we want to express to you. Because we do care, we do; we just want to be sure of ourselves; we just want to be sure of our heart, before we allow someone to make a home within us, with us.
We crave close relationships. A love which makes us feel safe; safe to be near you, safe to open up with you, safe to share a secret with you and safe enough to have you our heart and love. The kind of love that erupts into an uncontrollable blaze which then simmers down to embers and burns quietly, comfortably for years. The kind of love they write novels about, poems and symphonies about. The kind of love that teaches more than you thought you could ever learn and gives back infinitely more than it takes. It is the "Love of your Life" kind of love. A long meaningful conversation in the night, a slightly illogical in between too; talk to us, we will listen to you carefully and assimilate every word coming out of your mouth. While talking to us over phone we will going to know how you would have actually said that, the tone of voice, the pitch, the words and the expressions on your face.
We crave distance. We crave room to stretch our limbs, soft moments where nothing is expected of us. This is how we connect with our softness; this is how we connect with our quiet. When this happens, we crave the ability to be alone without hurting you - without causing you to retreat into your mind; without making you believe that you did something wrong or that we have lost interest. Trust me - if we love you, we love you; But we crave your compassion, your empathy because moments alone with our hopes and our dreams are just as important as the moments we spend with you. They are our strength. They are our comfort, our fuel, our paradise.
We crave your knowledge of us. We crave the way you see the small things we do as declarations of our love. See, when we do 'extroverted' things with you, when we come out with you and dance with you and laugh out loud with you, we want you to know what that means. How we love seeing you happy. How it makes it all worth it, even if it makes us weary.
And when we invite you into our heads, when we show you our favorite books or cry in front of you while watching our favorite movie; when we share with you these extensions of who we are, and what shaped the very foundation of our souls, we want you to know what that means. How hard it is for us. How we try for you. How we always try for you. We crave time of you, with you; for us the time is something very important, see when we share our time with you, going out with you, coming to meet you, talking to you on phone or in-person that means you are special to us, you should realize that.
We will gonna love you until the end. We will remember everything about you, the smell of your body, the color of your clothes you wear at our first meeting, the laughs and smiles. We will be there with you to wipe your tears when u cry and nose in the winter. We will give you a shoulder to lean on, we will give you warm hug when you need one; will kiss you on your cheeks, forehead or maybe the whole face as well, we will whisper close in your ears "i love you" which will going to swim across to your heart giving shiver through your body. We will see right into your eyes, will pin you down to the walls and kiss every square inch of your body leaving the impression which will gonna last forever.
We crave people in our life that make forever seem too short. We want to be surrounded by people who makes our heart pound and skip a beat because their presence makes us so happy. We want to be around people who inspire us and make us want to be better and do better. We want to be around people who we know will be there for us forever through the thick and thin because we will absolutely be that person for them. We want to be surrounded by people who actually want to be around us and don't leave us wondering where i stand with them. We only want forever relations because when we're old and gray, we want the people by our side who have been there with us for everything.
What would happen if you dove into the colossal quiet that
heralds the storm?
Just before the storm commences its chaotic dance, we (introverts)
Just before the storm commences its chaotic dance, we (introverts)
wade into the silence and revel in its mysterious beauty.
We allow it to envelop us.
Our thoughts and emotions emerge from the dark corners
where they hid, marching bravely to the rhythm of our own heartbeat.
And nothing more.
From the platform of silence, we can see clearly. We look
up from our cluttered thoughts and find beauty.
Beauty in darkness.
Beauty in creation.
Beauty in our own flawed nature.
While the world is sleeping, quietness is our muse.
Thoughts become louder as our imagination comes to life.
Ideas paint the dull inner circles of our mind and give us our
new perspective.
In Silence we can feel, hear and see ourselves.
And our spirit, find its voice.
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