Can we become any more than now?
When I look at you
in your oversized sweater:
Shaping your curves,
Hiding your treasures,
Whilst I bind you in place.

Can our love be greater than now?
When our limbs intertwine,
Sharing heat;
Setting the room ablaze,
Our lips wet with passion.
Your lust is my obsession.

Can we get any closer than now?
When I claw your spine,
Preying on you;
Our tongues on fire,
Your cries seeking
Me in you.

Can we want each other any more than now?
With every kiss, faster and faster,
With every ******, a moaning answer,
When you allow me the right to
Feast on your very body.

Can we become anything more than now?*
When you receive my liquid love
As I finish within you,
Eyes locked in desire
As you come to receive me.

There's a million ways to love a soul.
And I'm done holding back, just so you know.

Because I love so many people in this day to day life.
I can't hold it back, just to be someone's wife.

There's the way I love you.
I want to have our home.
I want to go on adventures.
Never leave you alone.
Make silly faces.
Caress your hair.
Make goofy videos.
Cuddle our pets.
Maybe a baby...
Fancy that.

There's the way I love you.
Always messages a few a times a year.
Happy birthday. Merry Christmas.
How are you my dear?
How is the wife? How are the babies?
I found your letter.
Man, we were crazy.

There's the way I love you.
You taught me so much.
A better way to think.
A better way to touch.
How important it is to value myself.
And how to let go.
That's why I love you so.

And there's the way I love you.
The unapologetic ways.
In which you take my hand
But make everyone the same.
The way you say,
"I just want to see you"
And even though it's temporary,
You make time seem brand new.

There are too many ways to love a person.
How you can be so sure what is real?
Which one is forever?
Which one would should we feel?

But I wouldn't be me, with out all of this painful action.

I want a world that's not afraid to love.

You know you are strong.
You promise yourself that you will never let anybody hurt you
or stop you from doing what you love.
And that will be true.
You will keep that promise for quite a while,
so long, that it comes naturally to you now.
Being stubborn and headstrong, and confident.

But one day, there will be a boy,
a boy you never saw coming.
He will steal your heart bit by bit,
and before you know it, you will be helplessly in love.
you will experience infatuation like you never had before.
you will go through emotions you thought were locked away for years.
you will shed tears over the boy you love.
you will get hurt
over and over again.
the boy will completely destroy you.



But, that is okay.
because you will learn,
slowly,
that life is not about shielding yourself from the world
and trying to be alone so you wouldn't get hurt.
No,
it's about opening yourself up,
and reaching out to everything you can touch.

You will learn
that it does not matter if you got hurt,
if you're a wreck,
because its what you do after that, that matters.

Getting hurt is only the beginning.
You will learn that sometimes,
in order for something to improve,
it has to be completely broken down,
before it rebuilds itself with even more light.

It will cease bit by bit everyday, the pain.
It will never stop hurting, no,
but now, you are no longer blinded by desperation.
You will look back with a smile on your lips,
and a whisper of memories.
Remembering the good, not only the bad.
And I promise you will wake up everyday,
with your head set straight,
and your heart beating loud and proud,

because you are strong.

I left you.

Of course you don't
realize that.

We were two puzzle pieces,
but we wouldn't fit;
you can't shove two things
together and hope for the
best.

We fought all the time
and I never cried,
you were the one that always
did that.

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but opposites don't always
attract.

In science they may,
but with people
they don't.

We were opposites,
I was calm
and you were the storm.

I was brave
and you were a coward
that hid behind closed doors.

Two people can't be together
if they can't stand each other.

I couldn't stand you.

The fond way you stared
at me made me sick.

And the way you screamed
made me *****.

I hated you and you loved me.

There was a point in time
where we were both
madly in love,
but then I stopped.

When and Where?
I don't know.

I am manipulative
and you are innocent.

These kinds of things never work.