I toss and turn due to dreams crowded with the memory of everything we experienced.
& I am ripping my heart apart in an attempt to flee from all that you are to me.
But, I'll admit it is thrilling that I can never seem to grasp the rhythm of what falling for you feels like.
& somehow, you are silently requesting me to discover new parts of who I thought I was, as you stand above me beautifully conquering.
-you are my poetry.

The sun rose
through that
daunting
gaze he
selfishly served
her as if
(he was in love)
and her body
is drowning
in uncontrollable
dizzying waves
of memories that
leaves the left side
of her chest
painfully
unraveling.
-she only wanted him to fight for her

Everything you touch turns to gold; including me...