What if you slept
And what if
In your sleep
You dreamed
And what if
In your dream
You went to Heaven
And there you plucked a strange and beautiful flower
And what if
When you awoke
You had that flower in your hand
What then?

you may have done me wrong a number of times,
but i will always love you.

there were times where you treated me like ****, but at the same time you treated me so nicely and that's what i fell in love with.

you are the person i love,
you are my 4 am thoughts,
you are in my mind.

i need you.

there is a sparkle in your eyes
and it somehow outshines the stars --
the world stops everytime you smile,
there's light in everything you are.
your laugh is like a melody
and there is sunshine where you go.
you are a thunderstorm, so powerful,
but spring starts when you say 'hello'.
and I've never told you how I feel --
it's something we don't talk about,
you don't see your beauty as surreal,
or know that I can't live without.
but maybe some day, years from now,
you'll find out that you were the cause
of every smile, each song I wrote --
and how in love with you I was.

You deliver torrents of happiness and comfort in my darkest times
And it pains me to know that I can’t do the same for you.
So badly, I want to embrace you;
Not just physically,
But your emotions:
I want to mend them
Fragment by fragment
To perfection.
Till you forget what it feels like to be unhappy.
And you experience only love.

Even though I’d love you to the best of my ability,
I know that it’d never be enough:
You deserve far more than I can give -
But I’d love you with every cell in my body
Ever fiber and nerve ending
Every breath and every syllable of every word I ever spoke.
I’d give you my all.


And I want nothing more than to see you
To memorize your every feature,
To touch and experience you in ways that you or I have never known.
Because you are so wondrous, that I can’t help but want to discover your entirety.

Even the nights are colder and longer since you aren’t here.
And the hours of two, three and four in the morning are no longer my favourite,
Because hearing you breathe before you descend into sleep makes my heart so uneasy
In a way that only you can.
My heart- have I told you about it?
How it takes off and functions irrespective of my body?
The way it soars and keeps climbing and speeding to rapidity that I’d not imagined?
Or perhaps how my breathing becomes irrational and irregular at the sound of those words you whisper
Uneasy.
Because in those moments I want you.
And it makes me feel like telling you:
“Pick me up right now and let’s drive till nowhere”
And have you kiss away the scars on my hips
Just as you would the ones on my wrists and my heart
But only after I mend you.

Do you see how much I want this?
How much I want to become familiar with your actions:
The way your thumb brushes across my cheek on your way to kiss me
The way your fingers trace patterns on my skin
Or simply the way you smile and laugh


I’m so alone without you.
But so in love.