Ink Stained Soul…

This is what I know to be true, I belong to you.
That has been true since the day you kissed me. I was yours in that very instance.
Time, others in your bed, other relationships, hurt, silence, jealousy… None of those things has made that fundamental fact disappear. My tears, anger, nothing makes my heart not pull to you. Yours, I have been yours. Always yours. You are mine. No one can touch the places you guard and yet I am there inside your chest. The one you cant shake, the one you can’t let go of, the one no one else can measure up too. The chasing to fill only what I can give. And I do I give with the ease of breathing. The one you love and hate that makes you not stable as you are in every other area of life. Me, the emotion that leaves your logic in shambles. I am your always, I am your prayer you gave up on. The hope you never believed would exist. We are more. We are terrified and yet we are each others loves. Lovers, partners, friends, mirrors. Time only being stalled, because we already belong to each other in our hearts and souls. As the snow quiets the earth it becomes our time to fall together.
Mine,
Yours,
Always…