I can't write poetry anymore.
There are no rhymes in my head.
No witty lyrics pop up
For me to use to compare your beauty to a flower
Or the moon.
Nothing that can be used to show how deep my love is for you.
Nothing to describe the way I feel when our skin touches and our breaths mingle.
It's all gone now.
And I feel like I'm letting you down.
Like the days in which I would woo you
Or sweep you off your feet with a romantic gesture are behind us.
Though I still try.
I know that you know that I love you.
I know that I've told you that my life is better off with you in it.
But how can I prove it
Without the eloquence of my former mind?
You are my everything.
You are my love.
But I can't write poetry anymore.
So I hope that my eyes can show you everything my words no longer can.
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 10:45 PM UTC
Your song
Is one I will never tire of
It is sweet
And beautiful
It lifts me above the clouds
And gives me life
Your song is undeniably you
All of your highs
And your lows
And everything in the middle
Your song is one of hope
And faithfulness
And love
Harmonizing with the world
And mine
Harmonizing with yours
Is all I want forever
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
There are many Jones soda bottles
on our bookshelf
My love is a collector.
People in the sun
A Ferris Wheel
A note "I (heart) you"
Two dogs with their noses pressed to each other's
Each one has a feeling.
We used these bottles at our wedding
Unique little vases for flowers at every table.
It was definitely one of my favorite parts of that day
(Short of making my lifelong promise to her)
They used to be just nice to look at
for me
But each and every one of them
now hold a very dear place in my heart
As her collection became ours
We grew closer.
Just so,
as our collection grows
so does our love.
Though I'd say
if it were a race,
Our love would win.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 10:18 PM UTC
Sometimes,
When she texts me
"I love you,"
I feel like not responding
Just so that I can see
Her picture and her message,
"I love you"
Anytime I look at my lock screen.
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 11:49 AM UTC
Once
When i was a child
they asked me
"What do you want to do when you grow up?
What will make you happy?"
and i said that i wanted to be an ambulance
i didn't know the difference between that and a paramedic.
So they laughed at me.
The question came again when i was 16
"What do you want to do when you grow up?
What will make you happy?"
It took me a while to answer this.
My heart said "veterinarian"
but my head said "they'll laugh again"
so i remained silent
18 years old
"What do you want to be when you grow up?
What will make you happy?"
Well, i have no ******* idea what i want to be
but moving out of the house will definitely make me happy
so young and full of potential
i just needed space to let it grow
21
college
"What are you studying for?
Will that job make you happy?"
i want to do so much
but i had no idea what i was good at
probably nothing
22
Jessica
Forget the "job" or the "studying" studying question
let's get right down what's important
"What will make YOU happy?"
well that one is simple
It's her.
It can only be her.
Nobody else can make me feel as elated as when she's around.
She is the moon in the dark sky of my life lighting the way.
She is the magma in my core driving me to motion.
She is my best half.
She is my sunshine.
and now at 24,
She is my wife.
"What makes you happy?"
everything that is in my life makes me happy
starting with her.
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
Why is it so hard
To sit still
When all I want to do
Is feed you your teeth?
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 1:30 PM UTC
You must be exhausted
Because the thought of you
Is constantly running through my head
And I'm right there with you
Shoving past obstacles
And hard times
Together we will continue
Fueled by we each other
Until it ends
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 10:22 AM UTC
Tangled legs
Under the sheets
My arm
Our pillow
Your hair
Flowing underneath your head
Like golden streams leaving your scent
Your skin
Soft as silk
Your face
Still and peaceful
Your breath
Slow and steady
A prefect lullaby willing me to sleep
I drift away
Lost in your serenity
Never wanting to get up
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
There's a carnival in town
And he really wants go
But he's not going alone
And nobody will go with him
He's so ******
That when someone does ask him
To go with a group
He almost says no
He almost misses out
On the dinner
And the rides
And the conversation
That will change his life
"We never talk anymore" she said
"You should text me some time"
And just like that his anger is gone
Dwindling away as it was
It wouldn't leave him
Until then
He's so stressed out
Money just doesn't want to help him
He's exchanging so much of their time
For no help
As he begins to lose control
The little that he had left
He wants to throw his fists
Through everything he can
He wants feel the pain of that
Because maybe it'll bring him back to earth
She walks up to him
Knowing
And wraps her arms around his neck
He leans forward
Into her chest
And listens to her heart
Ba-dum
Ba-dum
Ba-dum
Ba-dum
And starts to cry
Tears of relief
As her voice
Sweet as an angel
Echoes through his dark
"Baby it's OK
We don't need anything fancy
We've got each other
I love you"
And all of the worry
Disappears
He's is so excited
He's been preparing for this day
For some time now
Planning on the right time
The right way
The right words
He's ready to take a leap
To make a commitment
All he wants
Is to be with her
Support her
Lift her
Smile
Cry
Laugh with her
For the rest of his days
So he asks
"Will you marry me?"
And watches as her face lights up
Losses himself
As her arms wrap around him
And her lips touch his
He soars
As she hugs him
And he raises from his knee
A very different man
In front of the woman
Who changed his life
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 12:11 AM UTC