Lovers on the sun...

The memories being created right now feel like I made them up somehow, that I wrote them down in my notebook as a child. They don't seem real - a life I never thought I would deserve to live. You are my sun, and as much as my inner demons try to push you away, you stand beside me as strong as ever. You are the constant I always craved for, needed, and fantasised about. I may still be wrong, and these very words might jinx our possibly infinite future, but I don't care. These moments in time demand to be felt and expressed to their fullest extent, and I am more than happy to shout them off the rooftops. I love the way you love me, and I love the way I can't help but loving you. As happiness has never felt closer and more real, I am in owe how far I've actually come. There is no deceit here, no means to impress or to prove a point. I am with you for the sole notion that I wish to be by your side, and watch as you flourish into a greater version of yourself. I hold your hand, because I have never felt safer, and I intend to hold it for as long as I draw strength.