I thought it was supposed to get better
but instead

it just keeps getting worse

i want to love you
like a lazy sunday morning
staying in bed
taking our time
sipping coffee
memorising every freckle
like the constellations in the sky
white sheets
and tangled limbs
with the scent of a memory
fresh on our lips.

Why do you scare me?

I'm not sure
and maybe
I won't ever be -

I push the soft confines
of the blanket
to cover me whole

I just wish you didn't

I hastily turn the light off

We sat there

a divide between us

I didn’t know what to say
how to say it
or when to say it

so instead

I said nothing

I want a room
with a piano;
maybe even
a chair

and we'll sit and we'll play,
we'll sit and we'll sing,
and we'll sit and we'll smile
'till everything feels
just a little,
a little,
a little bit better

And when we go to bed,
we'll close the top and think
maybe tomorrow,
maybe tomorrow
we can smile again

Let me stand
gently
in the sun

and I will enjoy every moment of it

Let me hear
so sweetly
the birds that sing
and I won't ask for another moment
such as this

Do not fear her for her scars
or hate her
for how many times she has cried -

Love her
for she is broken,
respect her
for she has lived -
know that she is a mountain
that won't crumble
with tomorrow in mind