"The Nots"
Note: I wrote this about three days after my birthday, which, if any of you remember, was in July. I suppose that I should have posted this sooner, but it's been in my back pocket for a while, and I still keep it there and look at it when I'm having a rough day. I figured that since the edges of the paper are starting to fray and curl up, I should put it down on the inter-webs before the paper itself disappears.
"The Nots
Through the years, I did what every little girl would have, by dreaming of the man that I would spend the rest of my life with. He was tall, dark, handsome: the kind of prince a girl could only find in the most humble of fairytales; someone consisting purely of the innocence of childhood, and the too-soon-lost naivity of youth. Instead of finding my one-and-only prince... I found you.
You are not tall; however, what you lack in height, you easily make up for with power and knowledge. I wanted someone I could look up at, but I find that the sweetness of your breath upon my cheek pleases me far more. The depths of your knowledge, be it academic or recreational, vastly surpasses that of any other I thought I adore. By your talent of sound, and by the strength of your arms around me, your height matters not to me.
As you are not tall, you are not dark; however, I often find myself lost in thought, dreaming of the cafe-latte-color our two skins would make if combined. As in reality, we silently compliment eachother; where you are the fiery jolt of fire-hot, caffiene-laden java, I am the rich, delicate dash of cream. By the critical jolt that is our touch, your complexion matters not to me.
Where you are neither tall nor dark, you are not handsome; however, my eyes graze over the delicacies of your face as naturally as one would breathe. Unique, solid eyes over a rounded nose and full mouth only compliment each little birthmark and grey hair. By every mole and freckle, every kiss of passion and gentleness, I care not about your appearance.
By every degree of what you are not, I only love you more, for you are my entirety. You have stepped into my darkest room of being and cast away the shadows with a single smile, reaching out to me with the warm hands that brushed away the doubts as if they were dust.
Upon every kiss laid on my brow is a single promise for an eternity kept in love. "
"The Nots
Through the years, I did what every little girl would have, by dreaming of the man that I would spend the rest of my life with. He was tall, dark, handsome: the kind of prince a girl could only find in the most humble of fairytales; someone consisting purely of the innocence of childhood, and the too-soon-lost naivity of youth. Instead of finding my one-and-only prince... I found you.
You are not tall; however, what you lack in height, you easily make up for with power and knowledge. I wanted someone I could look up at, but I find that the sweetness of your breath upon my cheek pleases me far more. The depths of your knowledge, be it academic or recreational, vastly surpasses that of any other I thought I adore. By your talent of sound, and by the strength of your arms around me, your height matters not to me.
As you are not tall, you are not dark; however, I often find myself lost in thought, dreaming of the cafe-latte-color our two skins would make if combined. As in reality, we silently compliment eachother; where you are the fiery jolt of fire-hot, caffiene-laden java, I am the rich, delicate dash of cream. By the critical jolt that is our touch, your complexion matters not to me.
Where you are neither tall nor dark, you are not handsome; however, my eyes graze over the delicacies of your face as naturally as one would breathe. Unique, solid eyes over a rounded nose and full mouth only compliment each little birthmark and grey hair. By every mole and freckle, every kiss of passion and gentleness, I care not about your appearance.
By every degree of what you are not, I only love you more, for you are my entirety. You have stepped into my darkest room of being and cast away the shadows with a single smile, reaching out to me with the warm hands that brushed away the doubts as if they were dust.
Upon every kiss laid on my brow is a single promise for an eternity kept in love. "