The words rang like blasphemy
through the air,
in an instant sprang back
with garish giddiness.
‘It’s fine!’
‘It’s fine!’
Smiles laced with ***** downed with a spurious solid sobriety.
‘It’s fine!’
It isn’t though,
Is it?
The ***** will tell you that. Nagging like it’s filling a newly burned bruise.
And it’ll be ‘not fine’ when you feel
more love in stagnant conversations
than you did in impetuous kisses.
I’m sure they felt like lightning
during those hours
Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 7:01 PM UTC
I turned you into art
And my mind fed.
It breathed hard and hearts exploded in red and pink.
Beautiful really,
And I can’t ever be silent now I know you exist.
Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 4:09 PM UTC
I wonder did I mean
As much to you as you did me.
Was I a saviour, a light,
The other body who matched your soul?
Was I the best smile you ever had
Or the thing that woke that smile?
Or was I just simply
Foolishly in love with you?
In a way you never felt.
But mostly now I wonder
If you miss me,
Like a flower devoid of sunlight,
Like I miss you.
Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 8:04 PM UTC