HOW I KNEW YOU LOVED ME:

It’s in the way you looked at me,
like I was the brightest star
on the darkest night,
leading you back home
when nowhere else felt right.
I’ve been told it’s unhealthy
to become dependent on somebody,
but some days it felt as if your eyes
were the only thing keeping me alive.
Nobody’s ever looked at me like that before.
Nobody has since.

I felt it like you can feel the warmth of the sun.
When you held me in your arms
as everything fell apart,
I felt love seeping through the layers
of skin and bone between us.
And although I couldn’t see it,
I’m sure that it was there;
Love.
As simple as that.MTR - Request from anon: “Could you write about never actually knowing if he felt the same, but feeling it” (via thedelicatewords)