I want you to text me I love you when we haven't talked all day
I want an I love you in the halls at random times
I crave the syllables that bounce out of your mouth when you call me 'your girl'
But I don't want
Ily, why bother is what you're saying I can't type the extra 7 characters
Well if you can't type those extra 7 characters maybe I can't text you anymore after all too many letters
I don't want
Love ya, what are we 5? Tell me you love me or say nothing it's not that hard
If you ever dare text me I (heart emoji) u, I will delete your number, i deserve more than an emoji and two 2 letters

I deserve paragraphs of you proclaiming your love for me or even a sentence asking to talk for a little bit

I don't deserve three letter texts but after all maybe you dont deserve these two letters

Me

I loved you yesterday
I loved you a year ago
I loved you today
I love you tomorrow
I love you forever

Thank you for teaching me what love is and what love isn't
I thought it was you from the beginning
I was so blinded by the idea of living only you for life
Infatuations grew and grew I was so blinded by the idea of love at first sight
I vow to get over you and get over you
In ways that will make us both realize it was never true
I can say I enjoyed it
All the wasted times
Wasted tries
Wasted lies
For this figment I took as love was only love in disguise
Oh wow I feel blindsided by reality one more time
Telling me over and over that those memories will soon die
Like those flowers you despise received at the most inconvenient times
Thank you for teaching me what love is and what love isn't
The love I feel now is refreshingly different

I like to
sit with it in days
that way
I'm not driven insane

& you're so easy to remember
the way I love you like winter
you're early November

but those are only seasons
and seasons
they pass
& I'm sad but
so grateful
slow memories last

I won't bash or
be hateful
I like what we had

You held
my hand and my head
& I'm okay with that

When I met you, I was a draft.
An artwork to never be complete.
My eyes of charcoal
My veins of graphite
No color flowed through me for I was
Lifeless.

You opened up to me
You redesigned my thoughts.
Your paintbrush stroked a bright blush onto my cheeks
You turned me into
Bright pastels
With glorious indigos
Overwhelming scarlets
And mysterious lavenders.

You kissed me in a backdrop of
Forest greens.
You created scenery for
Every emotion,
Dressed me with rainbows,
And completed my blank spaces.
You turned me into a masterpiece.
But before you could sign your
Glorious painting
You realized
You could do better pieces
And pastel was over rated anyways.