smothered thoughts revised
by sheisart
and so, he said to me, “Are you sure this is what you want? Are you sure you want me? Because once I fall in love, there is no turning back. I love hard, and I will be obsessed with you I will smother you”.
please do not smother me;
smothering implies force.
It implies suppression,
maybe a hint of aggression,
with a dab of oppression
and a handful of asphyxiation.
In which one kills another,
by with the stifling of breath and emotion.
It is the death of something.
Instead engulf me in your love;
let me be immersed in it.
cradle me.
coddle me.
shelter me.
let me breathe,
so that I can appreciate it
and feel it all around me;
that makes it so much better.
ever so soft.
ever so loving.
ever so gentle.
I understand why you want to smother,
I do.
Why you want to cover parts of me
that you feel are light-filled.
Watering me with muddled emotions and actions
that you feel are quite harmless, but understand;
like flowers overwatered,
and placed in the shade
death will become me.
I too,
struggle with the feeling to
repress and restrain
I do
, but you’re somebody too
you’re important.
Your love is a torrent;
the best thing you can give along with,
your time.
It’s valuable,
so you shouldn’t give if it is unwanted
even to me;
especially to me
or at least don’t make it a habit with anyone
you see
because you are too precious
and too valuable
you say I am special,
but you too, are important
, but thank you
I do,
appreciate the gesture and the thought;
I do.
I want your love but not like that.
I really do,
just not that way.
Just not by suffocation.
I want to be engulfed in it…
there’s a difference,
I do not want to die… I do not want to suffocate.