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newpoetica May 2020
light shining through the slates.
a calendar with marked off dates.
a photo frame or two,
the smiles of me and you.
a sleepy kiss of the cheek,
laying down, but knees gone weak.
let's stay here forever more,
oh my lover whom i adore.
lying in bed so close to you,
time in your arms is overdue.
wake me up when it's dawn,
but let me dream if this is gone.
newpoetica Apr 2020
my love, things get rough
but together, we are enough.
sometimes we mess up,
but you still fill up my cup.
your words and voice,
i feel as if there is no other choice.
my love for you has changed,
but not into something misarranged.
but rather, despite the bad times,
and all of these dumb rhymes.
i want you and all your flaws,
the worst parts of you, even the claws.
i want your good and your bad,
and to hold you when you're sad.
i've loved you since way before,
and i love you now even more.
i love the good parts of you,
and the not so good ones too.
you make me indescribably happy,
and you mean so much to me.
i'm sorry for all the times i've messed up and i forgive you for yours. i love you so much, i'm not sure if you know how much or not. thank you for teaching me how to love and being patient with me as i grow.
newpoetica Apr 2020
it's not fully heartbreak,
but because of this whole mess my heart now has an ache.
i want to feel like you love me still,
but what if what happened is like our relationship's seal.
i love you more than you know,
please tell me we aren't at the end, and at an all time low.
love is harder than i imagined it to be at times.
newpoetica Apr 2020
words, you reap and sow them,
so with words i am writing a poem.
words are harsh at times,
just like ugly, janky rhymes.
sometimes we use them to plot,
and it turns out those feelings churn in our stomach as a knot.
to believe words is an inclination to trust,
but without trust a relationship can decay and rust.
how is it that i can't articulate,
the words that get mechanical and perpetuate.
honesty with words is something new,
but you don't see that my honesty is something you already have seen and knew.
if we are our words then who are our actions,
and why do we act with different reactions?
a lot to think about tonight...
newpoetica Feb 2020
i've been waiting for someone like you for my whole life.
and i hope that someday, a few years from now, if things keep going well, i get to be your wife.
because looking in your eyes, i feel like i'm safe and sound.
and when i'm feeling lost and alone, i know that with you, i would be found.
i sometimes feel crazy admitting that i'm absolutely in love.
but i know that every day i thank whoever is up in the sky above.
because they led me to you by some shallow-started state.
but maybe just maybe, i'm beginning to believe that you are my fate.
it isn't a guaranteed forever, but i wouldn't mind if someday it becomes that because i know i love you and you make me happier than i've ever felt with anyone else.
newpoetica Jan 2020
and maybe it's all the little things...
all the words you've said,
all the times we've laid together in bed,
all the ways you show you care,
all the times you're with me when life is hard to bear,
not because i can't do it on my own like i have before,
but because i think you actually care and are a person that in turn, i care for.
in all these little things that i've grown to see,
i hope i can become a better woman, one that you might need me to be,
i want to comfort you if you need it most,
be the first girl there to be proud of your accomplishments and raise a toast,
i never want to hurt you,
but i want to always apologize if i ever do.
in all the little things one thing is clear to me,
you're the only man for however long we may be a 'we', that i want to see,
in all honesty i was afraid of trusting you with my heart,
but now i see that you've slowly just become a main part,
you're everything that i've ever hoped for,
and i hope you know that you mean all of these things above and more.
wrote most of this in december probably around christmas, and just finished in january
newpoetica Jan 2020
there's something nice about this,
it's bigger than just us.
it's in the small soft kisses we lay on the other.
it's the fact that someday i could see myself growing old with you.
it's in the way that i want to be the best version of me when i think of how incredible you are.
it's because i know that i can count on you when i feel any emotion.
it's that your laugh makes me smile and forget the worst parts of life.
it's in all the small moments that keep me from falling asleep because you're a dream that i never want to wake up from.
you my darling,
are love.
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