If I were ever
to damage
myself
it would only be
so that I
could bleed
poetry.

Somedays I can go hours without thinking about you
And other days I am drowning in you
Today the sky reminds me of you
How blue
I never understood how your eyes could hypnotize me
But tonight I hate you
Why did you make me fall for you
I had everything
Yet all I wanted was a taste
I gave up everything for just a taste
Do you even know what that means
That I ******* loved you
And I still do and I cant let go
So tonight the waves are a hurricane

No one seems to understand,
Why I'm so attached to you..
Why I love you so very much..
Hell, I don't even know if I understand myself.
Maybe it's the way you make me feel..
The way you make me smile, even when you're not around.
The way you always try to help, when I'm down.
I just wish, my family and friends, would see you the way I do.
Because in my eyes, you're beautiful..
Every flaw, every mistake, every thing about you,
Makes you who you are..
And that is beautiful to me.
I have loved you from the very beginning,
And I'm afraid my heart will never give you up.
Or maybe I don't want to give you up,
Because I see something in you, that I've never seen in anyone else.
I don't care if the world disagrees with me and you,
From the start it was meant to be true..
And you're the only one I love and the only one I want to be with.
I will hold onto you, no matter how many people try to tear us apart.
You will forever have my heart.

I make up
conversations
in my head
constructed from the
words you never
say.

I still can't decide
if silence
would be preferable.

We always make sure
to part on a
good note
but this time
it was slightly
off-key.

All the lights
have gone out
in my eyes
and you've hidden
the matches.

Didn't I tell you
I was afraid of
the dark?

Teach me to
swim
in the
sound-waves
of your voice.

Your hands fit
perfectly into my
skinny spaces
as if the
primary-school outline
of your palm
was drawn
just for me.

I want you to
pick something.
It can be anything:
integrity,
last Thursday,
your grandmother's
socks.
I don't care what it is
but I want you to
pick that something
out of all the
other somethings
and I want you to
believe in it,
I want you to
scrunch your eyes
up tight and
slow your breathing and
put all your energy
into that singular
belief.
And while you are
busy believing in that
something
I will believe
in you.