Climb the hill
Then jump across the small gap
Bravery feels free …
Tag: Her Heart
Forelsket

I’m sorry I took a lot of time
I never thought
You would notice let alone ask me about it ….
So I am a bit nervous, feeling a bit overwhelmed
It’s a bit difficult for me …
Can the answer wait?
I may reply a bit later but
I don’t know
May be or may be not …
If I do not take time now
And say that I wish to say …
Then it may sound vulnerable
Again it may or may not be
To you; I do not know ….
Just your presence lingering for a long, long, long time now without a trace of heartache …
And it’s better unsaid to you …
May be or may be not
But I’ve never been happier to fall like this …
And then I’m a bit upset also
That you’ve noticed
Even if you noticed
Why did you have to ask me?
You made me awkward …
And that’s why I was a bit upset …
Couldn’t you be silent?
There are so many things to tell
I have so many words to say
May be not now, or may be now
I believe it’s happening
You’re becoming my idle thoughts …
Then what’s the fuss about it?
Then what’s that ‘May be or may be not’ at all? …
Forelsket/ norwegian
(n.) the euphoria experienced you begin to fall in love
——————~falling in love~———————
Querencia
Sometimes
all you need is going to
somewhere quiet
and
you are my
‘Somewhere Quiet’ place
always ….
.
.
Querencia / Spanish /kɛˈrɛnθɪə, Spanish keˈrenθja, keˈrensja/
(adj.) a place where one feels safe, a place where one feels at home …
Just thought to add an audio of these verses. Excuse my terrible voice and poor sound effects🙏 I took quite a few attempts for this and lastly I thought, ‘Okay, let it be.’ 🤷🏿♀️
I know you all are kind, compassionate and thoughtful.
Thank you ✨ Smiles for you ☺️
Sometimes Somehow

Sometimes
Somehow I feel
I love you …
Sometimes
Somehow I mean
To say, ‘I need you’ …
Sometimes
Somehow I shyly
Whisper, ‘I want you’ …
Sometimes
Somehow I think
I have you as mine …
Sometimes
Somehow I get
That you are near me …
Sometimes
Somehow I know
I’m a mess without you …
Sometimes
Somehow I dream
Walking beside you …
Sometimes
Somehow I hope
A lifetime of promises
With you …
Sometimes
Somehow I hear
You saying all of these
To me …
Sometimes somehow I feel funny writing all these letters of love. Then sometimes somehow I know somewhere someone may resonate all of my these simple, plain and quite undecorated letters of love for themselves … And then all the time I know that the letters of love may differ from person to person, but the in-depth feelings of love remain the same…
How do you feel about the letters of love? 😊