The day I first saw you,
will be forever singed,
in the deepest crevasse,
of my mind.

An image of you,
sat across from me,
in the quaint coffee shop.
bolted to my brain.

All other faces were blank,
androids faking emotions,
yet you radiated joy and life
and drugged me with that intoxicating smile.

Icon of attraction,
an icon Ive fallen for.
every time i see you - feeling,
more and more disenfranchised.

Why am i so fascinated with you?
intrigued by every quirk,
you pulsate so much beauty,
even when deep in slumber.

Closer to you. I want to be closer,
to smell your odour - feel your body,
but not while you sleep,
very soon - we’ll be together as one.

Fantasies flood my mind,
invade my brain,
of crawling into you,
becoming your second skin.

I hunger for you - a hunger I must satiate.

the orange leaves painted the path
the whipping of cold wind against skin
you could tell winter was here.

the warmth of the summer
the brisk of the autumn
that was all gone.

memories of that time
were to remain as just that
memories.
they would never be again
no new experiences to have
with you.

but as i think of better times
i can’t help but smile
after everything that has been
i wouldn’t change it
i never could.

every time i see you
i don’t know how to act.
i find it so awkward to be with you.
i want to be with you.
in your company
you always make me laugh.
but when my eyes
lock with yours
all i think of
is how in love i am with you
and how you don’t feel the same.
each time my hearts sinks
further and further down.

i don’t know how to cope.

I dreamt of you last night
in the throws of my duvet
lusting for one another
all other thoughts escaping our minds
only thinking of each other
your skin touching mine
our bodies moulding into one.

there we were
in euphoria
but even i knew
that it wasn’t real
because we would never
do that again.

but as i woke
all i thought
was how much i was

wishing it wasn’t a dream
wishing it would happen again
wishing to have you
wanting to have you

again.

The cyan sky
The brisk air
The bitter taste of coffee
The burning of cigarette ash
The cold of your fingertips
The feel of your fleece
The warmth of your embrace
The joy in your smile
The glee in your laugh
The glow of your eyes
The touch of your lips
The  feeling  of  love.

Happiness encapsulated
but stored away
in the deepest part of my mind.

because

I have no use for it anymore
but it’s a memory I could never lose.