Trying
Is the purgatory
In the juxtaposition
Of doing
And not

In between strangers and friends,
And of lines to be crossed and erased,
You'd pull me out without a second thought
And every time you do, you'd whisper
'I feel cold.' Quiet and hot like liquid gold
I'd touch your arm and you gently shiver
I set you afire each time
You'd hold me closer and smile
As you try to lick a final sizzle to my finger
You're a pyromaniac and I'm an arsonist
I wonder how you see me
And I wonder if you know how I see you

He was heartless
And cold like winter
Yet he gave her all of his heart
And all of his warmth

I will kiss you tomorrow night

First
Between us
In thick darkness

More
Comes later
While and where
Everyone will see us

I will smile and laugh in between kisses
Like I enjoyed them more than I truly did
I will speak drunk while the sobriety of my heart and head spills
With thoughts and emotions I have but never want to keep
They are never true, but you will believe them

I will hold you by your neck as I indulge myself more
You are a great kisser
And it's not just the alcohol

I will smile playfully as I take your hand
I will put it where I think you'd like it most to be
On top of my chest, soft and resting
Close to my heart
But still far from my love

I will speak to you in the morning after
And I will remember everything but pretend
I lost my memories
And I don't want to retrieve them

From cities and towns I've never wanted to visit, I've gone,
Meeting sunrises and sunsets and the ones in between that we can't name
Spending time with beautiful people that take my breath away
But none of which ever made me desire keeping the breath in my lungs
Unlike back then

How do you grow another heart

How do you stop loving something

Because I didn’t mean to stop

But the colors are now fading into light

And the water’s soon to dry