I.. I..

I.. Honestly didn't think it would get this far.
I thought I had meant it when I said I was in love.
It was only a week, but that's all I needed.
I felt I was right and finally belonged.
So why does my heart say it's all wrong?

My father said my heart
has no tongue, and that
the gut speaks all the words;

He told me to trust it
first and foremost;
command me not to give in
to this wolfish urge.

But when I see you get off the
bus and walk towards your door
I focus intently
on the scars across
your arms; they remind me
of the congruent shapes
on mother's favorite
curtains.

I.. I've thought so much
about this.

Forever was an hour in your embrace;
it was the sound you made
when I plunged into
your ocean; causing
a thousand and one waves.

You moaned my name,

Moses, and

you were the deep red sea

all over the cloud 9 mattress.

I'm in love, tell me it's so, and
I won't question it ever again.

Ever since I fell into this
cave, I've noticed

The night

isn't as black

as I first thought it was.