Monday, September 9, 2013

Hopeless wanderer.

I knew from the very first day that I saw you, holding a sign with my name in the airport. It was late but I swear that your smile could have lit the runway for those planes. I knew when we walked around the department stores and when you helped me track down all my lost luggage at midnight. It's a common saying, that one day someone will walk into your life and make you see why it never worked out with anyone else, and now, I finally understand.

Last night we were on our way back from Tar River and I couldn't stop looking at you. I looked at you in a way that I have looked at very few people in my life. Somewhere between the freckles on your arms and your sun kissed face, I knew that I needed you in my life. Listening to Mumford and Sons as we drove into towards the setting sun of North Carolina, all the confessions fell between the words we were saying.
We made a dinner of nutella and yoghurt and I knew that night, you were exactly what I have needed all this time.


"So when your hope's on fire, but you know your desire
Don't hold a glass over the flame, don't let your heart grow cold. 
I will call your name, I will share your road. 

But hold me fast cause I'm a hopeless wanderer". 

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