I thought you were watercolors,
And I could wash my mind of your scent.

I pace around, half here, half where I was,
Thinking only of you.
I am lost in the crevices of your neck,
Your pulse lapping gently at the surface,
And thumping through my lips.

It seems I remember your every curve,
And each shadow that lined you.
Your jawline had me in a daze,
And your eyes held the longest gaze.

“The ceiling is wonderful…”
You whispered in a throaty tone,
And I laughed, warning you to enjoy it.
You assured me it was amazing,
Oh how the ceiling must have intrigued you!

My lips brushed yours,
And then turned to seek the rest of you.
They glided on your skin,
And sometimes they lingered,
Long enough to pull you a little closer to me.

Your breathing was shaky,
Laughing at the **** ceiling.
You seemed so nervous.

I stopped to stare in your eyes,
And you challenge me, with a longing in your voice.
“I’m still functioning.”
And so I seek down your jaw again
And hold each kiss longer,
Holding your skin between my lips softly.

I thought you were water colors,
But look at you now.
Here in my mind, stuck like a song
And keeping me up at night.

Your arms held me close,
And I held your attention.
You ran your hands over my neck,
Just to see me shiver with you.

I remember it all, picture perfect.
Your touch, your laugh, your face,
That sound in your voice that asked for more,
But couldn’t possibly handle it.

I remember it all,
Picture perfect,
The bliss in your eyes.

And we both knew I was treading dangerous waters,
For soon you’d get your revenge.

I was always more easily affected.

But for this time, you were mine,
And I could do as I pleased.
So I kissed you, and kissed you,
And you loved the ceiling.
And I felt the shivers you contained,
And I felt the air shift.

I thought you were watercolors,
Easily washed away.
But in my mind you won’t cease to replay.

You told me you loved me,
And I whispered in your ear.
(Oh how I made a meal of it,
Moving slowly up,
Breathing warmly for you!)
I whispered, enigmatic as none other,
“I love you too.”
And ended it in a delightful sigh.

That ceiling, oh how you had words for it.
So interesting, so full of life,
So nice to stare at, head laid back.
Oh how you loved the words I spoke with my kisses.
Gentle little bites to keep you on edge,
And my teeth dragged just enough,
Oh just enough to keep you mine.

I thought you could be water colors…
But you just won’t leave me alone.
And as I pace the space around me,
I am anywhere but here;
I’m home.

Sitting by the river, looking through my reflection.
I wonder what has happened, what's caused this distance.
I remember sitting right here, while we skipped stones.
I told you I loved you, and I think you loved me too.
But that's gone now, and I wonder if it's for the best.

The Fear
Of you leaving,
Is too much for me.

The Fear
Of one day,
Losing all our memories.

The Fear
Of being separated,
In two different worlds.

The Fear
Of not reaching you,
Or being left unheard.

The Fear
That you'll forget me,
And swiftly move on.

The Fear
Of realising that,
This battle cannot be won.

The Fear
Of admitting that,
You're the one that makes me smile.

The Fear
Of saying 'for you,
I'd walk a thousand miles'.

The Fear
Of being called stupid,
And you thinking it too.

The Fear
Of confessing that,
I really love you.

But all these **Fears
Have come around,
As if all truth,
Has been found.
You hold her hand,
Instead of mine.
You kiss her lips,
Like its all fine.
You look through me,
Like I'm a ghost.
The memories have vanished,
That I treasured the most.
All I've lost,
Was it ever even found.
Now my heart lies shattered,
All over the ground  
You look at me,
All love is gone.
That's when I realise,
That The Fear has won.

Have you ever thought that maybe she doesn't talk to you because she wants you to talk to her first;
That when you walk by all of her emotions burst.

When her phone beeps she wishes it was you;
But realizes that you probably have better things to do.

She hopes you'll say 'hi' in the hallway;
Even a simple wave can make her day.

All of her hopes get raised because she thinks you care;
But when her dreams are crushed, the pain she can't even bare.