i thought i wanted to see another side of you
but i couldn’t,
i didn’t
and i probably never will

truthfully, i knew all along
that there was never anything there

my
sweet, kind
partner in crime
selfless, generous
friend

i saw the way you smiled
when i smiled
and the way your eyes sparkled
when i caught them staring into mine

i’m sorry if i hurt you,
or let you down
but maybe i’m just putting myself on a pedestal

am i selfish
for wanting things to be
a little more
extraterrestrial?

should i feel guilty
because i’m longing for
fireworks?

am i self-centered
for wanting to feel
light-headed?

i want it to be magical
and i know
that you’re not the one
meant to sweep me off my feet

you don’t hold that power over me,
and you probably never will

so convict me for telling the truth
instead of sugar-coating

and condemn me
for just wanting to be your friend

but i know you’ll find someone
who’s pulse will quicken,
breath will shorten
and knees will tremble

and you will be glad,
my friend

Curious, how I began.
I hit the ground and there I ran.
Through memories both old and new.
I ran until I then saw you.

You pulled me down and held me near.
You whispered softly in my ear.
Of tender days I had ignored.
Of when our love was still unborn.

A fool I was, Stuck on the past,
Dark shadows on my mind were cast
By my sad eyes,
Replenished tears,
Until that day you held me near.

I had no say in the matter.
I could only watch
as you carefully removed the beating *****,
wild and alive,
from my chest
in awe.
You made a cradle for it with your fingers
tended to it, loved it.
Until one day both of your hands were full
and you put it in your back pocket
and forgot about it.
Now when you wear those pants
and take a seat,
a pressure descends on the empty cavern from which my heart was taken.