Sometimes
I cringe
at who
I am.
I step
outside myself
and gape
Because
why
am I so stupid?
and forgetful?
and fake?
and
how did
I become
so worthless?
the world
is better off
without me.

Because of you
I understand what a broken heart feels like.  
Mine
Shattered
The moment you walked out of my door,
My life,
My arms,
But not my heart.  

I still love you.
I love your smile,
The way your eyes used to light up
When I walked into a room,
And how you held me
When I cried.

And I miss you.
I miss the feeling
Of your hand in mine,
Those perfect goodnight kisses,
And the sound of your voice
When you said my name.

But you,
You love her.

And so I try
To hold together
The pieces of my broken heart,
And I try to stop the flow
Of a million tears down my cheeks,
But I can't keep it together anymore.  
I can't keep this plastic smile on my face
While my world crashes down around me.

I love you
With the kind of crazy love
That I used to believe
Only existed in fairy tales,
But you left me here,
Wasting away in a tower room
Without even the hope
That a prince will ride by
And rescue me,
Because the only one
With the key
That unlocks these walls around my heart
Is you.

So I lie on the floor,
Wishing
That I was enough for you,
But I guess I'm not.
Not anymore.  

There was a time
When you swore
That you would never leave me,
But that day is long gone.  

The final notes of our spinning,
Ballroom dance
Have played out,
And I'm standing here,
In an empty room,
Alone.

I am ready.
I have been ready for a while now
Ready and waiting
For you.

I am ready to feel your arms around me,
To smell your scent, to feel your presence.
To know your strength
And your passion.

I am ready for whatever you bring.
As long as you bring it to me.
Bring yourself and all you have within.
If you give it to me I will take it all.

I am ready to give you myself.
I give you my love and my passion.
You have it already.
I am ready for you to truly know it.

Are you ready for me lover?
Are you ready to feel my passion,
That goes hand in hand with my emotions
You can't have just one.

Are you ready for fire and ice
That burns and soothes
Are you ready to feel my gentle warmth,
Roaring heat, and at times my chill.

I can't promise you much.
But I can promise you will know how I feel.
If you don't, just ask
I will always be honest.

Be gentle with my honesty,
Tender with my heart,
And passionate with my body.
And you will find me just as gentle, tender and passionate.

You might think this is about you,
but I promise it's not.

My heart goes crazy,
explodes with a million butterflies
that carry me away
with those stupid phrases
said oh so often
but always feel oh so special.

You might think this is about you,
but I promise it's not.

Sunset paradise
that gleams in those eyes
and takes me on
the most lavish of vacations
in a single blink.

You might think this is about you,
but I promise it's not.

Skin-soft brush
against me
shoots electric through my fingertips
and jolts my heart,
leaving me dizzy,
wanting more.

You might think this is about you,
but I promise it's not.

Long afternoons spent
in conversation quicksand
"the less you struggle, the less you'll sink"
but no matter how still I stand,
I fall deeper,
understanding and accepting
that there is no escape from this.

You might think this is about you,

but I wish it wasn't.