I didn't expect you to meet me.
That was not permitted.
I didn't expect you to kiss me.
That was not permitted.
I didn't expect you to love me.
That was FORBIDDEN .

I was prisoner of my shadow.
When I met you.
I was warrior of my darkness.
When I kissed you.
I was soul of your body.
When I loved you.
LOVE.
Destructive .
Confusing.
Lonely .
Love.
You.
We.
I

late at night, i lie awake
thinking of things i should have said
all the mistakes i've made
and signs i should've read

then think about what i can't live without
you, front and center in my mind
sometimes it feels like halfway love
almost, but not quite

still, parts of you make me whole
who i am and who i need to be
i think of love letters that weren't torn up
feelings of blue and green

when i'm without you
blank page, artless innocence
i realize how dependent i've grown to you
and feel the need to create a distance

sometimes i look up at the purple sky
and wonder if you're looking too
i gaze at the colors and the beauty of it all
though its beauty would never compare to you

The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.

Missing you
It's like trying
to breathe under water
and tonight I'm sleeping
at the bottom of the ocean