they say those
who don't sleep,
hallucinate
but maybe
those who don't sleep,
see what is actually there
while dreamers
distort reality
every night
and wake with
some mythical sight

I just wanna sleep until
I can wake up next to you
I don't care how long it takes,
I'll sleep until all I have are bones
I will dream everyday right away
Cause I feel like a skeleton
when you aren't here
anyway

i am in love with
the way you pull
the sleeves of your
sweatshirt over your
fingertips in the winter
& then of course the way
you rub my hands between
your's, while shakily laughing
through a bitter shiver

i am in love with
rubbing your back
on a rainy night
because your mind
is so filled with pretty
thoughts, you can't
silence it for sleep
i am in love with
the way your spine feels
beneath my palm

i am in love with you
and how you quietly
walk away
when you are mad
and how you scream
when you are anxious
and how you kiss harder
when you are sad

you are the warmth in my tears
*the only love i want to be in

love came like a storm
and
love went like a flash flood

love came like the spring flowers
and
love went like the dead winter trees

love came like an old friend
and
love went like a new stranger

love came like the latest newspaper issue
and
love went like the oldest encyclopedia volume

love came fast
and
love went slow

my first boyfriend bought me an etch-a-sketch for christmas
with "i love you" drawn onto it
then broke up with me on new years day
the irony is not lost on me
and i still don't know
what shook him so hard
that i was erased
i was young then-
didn't know much about life
about love
hell, i still don't
i stumble my way through it all
i often trip & fall
yeah, i'm clumsy like that
but i'm saving all my "i love you"'s
and keeping them to myself
'cause honestly,
my love is the quiet kind
it's not candles & fancy table-cloths
or nicholas sparks dialogue
no, it isn't shouted from rooftops
instead,
it's whispered into pillowcases
in lonely beds
i make valentines mixtapes
that i never give out
i catch my tongue
before it runs away
with the words
i don't have the guts to say
i keep them locked up
somewhere in my ribcage
when i see you
i feel them rattling in my bones
there are claw marks on my throat
from times they've threatened
to spill out my mouth
i cry for you
like spilled milk
as white as your library smile
let me inside
i wanna learn everything
your wisdom teeth have to offer
i promise
i will be the perfect pupil
get straight A's
in the curves of your lips
anyway,
what i mean to say
is if i kiss you
would that
be
okay?

I prefer to wear my heart on my collar just so you see it skip a beat each time you peck my cheeks

I wish I could connect my veins to your brain and my arteries to your fingertips so we know what we feel for each other

Sometimes it seems like we’re still trapped in an hour glass, must have been the closest thing we did to spending eternity together.

You let me cover every inch of you with finger paintings, just to show me it can be fun watching paint dry.

I like that you’re sweet in a weird kind of way, like ice cream in winter.

Sometimes I etch your name on the branches of winter trees, hoping I would hear it in the wind from summers leaves.

I like the way your hair sleeps on your shoulders, like your ears have been reciting bed time stories.

We’re like shoe laces in key holes, odd but a perfect fit.

Now and again I try to steal a little bit of cloud, I know how you get each time I get to nine.

But for now all I can do is jumble alphabets till I find a combination worthy of you.

I'm not quite sure
what is happening
and I'm not quite sure
what to do
all I know
is that you've got me writing love poems
and they happen to be
all about
you