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Barker Jun 2018
Thank you,
For all that you’ve done,
  Jun 2018 Barker
Ksenia
I want to dance with you under the bottomless sky of stars.

Our feet painting patterns in the wet, soft grass.

When we kiss,
The world will burst with colours.

It will be so overwhelming that we will have to lie down.

Both looking up at the stars and smiling cheek to cheek like two idiots.

Two idiots in love(?)

Hands intertwining and having a dance of their own.

It would be one of those moments when time stops and a familiar thought creeps up on me:

"Oh how nice it would be to die right now, while life is still good and I'm with you".
  Jun 2018 Barker
Ksenia
Did you see yesterday's sunset?

It whispered "Life is beautiful. It's so worth it. Hold on."
  Jun 2018 Barker
Ksenia
Today was the first time we spoke on the phone.

I only had 5min before "lights out" in the psych ward.

I love the sound of your voice.

You made me laugh - thank you.

There was so much more to say,
but I said "Bye" and so did you.

What I meant to say was "I miss you".

What I meant to say was "I'll be thinking about you, until I fall asleep and then I will be dreaming of you".

What I meant to say was...
I ---
  Jun 2018 Barker
Ksenia
I am worried that I'm falling too fast for you.

We barely know each other,
but it feels like we're a part of one being. 

I hate feeling so open and sharing so much,
but I can't help it - I have a feeling you're worth it.

Should I be looking at this situation as a flirtatious game,
or are you serious about me?

I am afraid to know the answer.
  Jun 2018 Barker
Ksenia
Baby, you write me poems and they set butterflies free in my stomach.
All I want is to lie under the stars with you,
but instead I am alone in bed.
Awake.
Unable to sleep.
Nurses tell me to think of something positive and automatically,
your face comes before my tired eyes.
They give me my meds
and in my restless, medicated sleep I dream of you.
Baby, I am so angry that I’m stuck here.
I need you with me.

P.S Darling, the phone  # you gave me is not working & also… let’s see each other this weekend.
  Jun 2018 Barker
Ksenia
This sweet old lady Margaret, sat across from me on a bench in the garden and I thought that it would be simply wonderful to grow old with you.
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