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PS Apr 2015
The distance is painful,

The waiting
For a sign of life
For an answer to the calls,
Is tearing bits and pieces from me.
Until there is nothing left.

The regret
For that last kiss not given
For those words unspoken,
Is holding me to the ground.
Pressing the air from my chest.

The uncertainty
Of our next meeting
Of our future together,
Is freezing the blood in my veins
Making it impossible to move.

And while I replay conversations
In my head
And dream about days we might spend
together.
And while I re read your letters
For the hundredth time
And paint our future
In bright, vibrant colours,

The distance is painful,
A constant voice in the back of my head,
An endless torture,
Draining the life from me.

Tell me,
Why would anyone put themselves through that?
PS Apr 2015
I’m falling,
Face first.

For your wicked smile,
Your silly jokes,
And inappropriate remarks at the dinner table.

For your gentle fingers,
Your slender limbs,
Which hold me throughout the night.

For your soft brown eyes,
Your easy chattiness,
And the way you frown in your sleep.

For your perfectly-styled hair,
Your love of beautiful things,
And how you make me feel like the center of your attention.

I’m falling for you,*
And from here it only goes down.
PS Jan 2015
Quick and still
Restless heart
Unsteady pace

Unable to decide
Which rhythm to follow
Which beat to pick

Back and forth
Restless mind
Swirling thoughts

Unable to tell
Which direction to guide
Between dream and reality

So shh...
Sooth the restless heart
Remind it that there is love
All around us

Quieten the restless mind
Take the dreams and
Turn them to reality
PS Apr 2014
The beginning of a crush,
Is always something magical.
Compliments whispered,
questions asked,
the painful waiting for a sign of life.

Small flirts, with eyes and gestures.
Uncontrollable giggles when you start
to realize the fuzzy feeling in your tummy.
Awkward moments on the first date.
And both do not know what the outcome will be.
Endless possibilities.
From spontaneous adventure
to romantic relationship
to broken hearts
and much, much more.
Random musings to clear my head for sleep
PS Mar 2014
Being with you
is pure bliss,
When your laughter fills the room
When your hair catches the sunlight
When you casually touch my arm
- mid-conversation

Being with you
is slow torture,
When your ignorance suffocates me
When you try my endless patience
When you take and take and take
- every single piece of me

Being with you
is an adventure,
When you spontaneously take me out
When you startle me with your flirting
When you reveal your vulnerable side
- to me and me only

Being with you
is plenty of drama,
When you are stubborn like a child
When you fall into accusing silence
When you treat me like air
- necessary and always given

Being with you
is like a day in wonderland
When you share your deepest thoughts
When your attention is all on me
When you paint our future
- with bright words and shining eyes

Being with you
is heart-breaking
When you cry after him
When you keep chasing dreams
When you're being hurt
- over and over again


Being with you is all I desire
- and what I can never have
PS Mar 2014
They ask me where you're at
Whenever you're not by my side.
Like one is not whole without the other.

They know my next step
Whenever you make up your mind.
Like our thoughts run the same frequency.

They look at us with curious eyes
Whenever we finish each others sentences.
Like we were born twins, one of a kind.

But I don't care what "they" think
Because whenever I'm with you
You are, like, the centre of my world
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