I remember
one night we got so drunk
on our porch under blankets
I systematically
covered
in cigarette
ash.
dusted off
and started again
I swear
that night, under twinkle lights
I always think cast such a warm
glow,
and drip golden,
I swear,
that night,
Our Passion
bubbled like the carbonation in our bellies
And I stopped myself
from saying I Love You.
I remember
on Christmas,
we laid on the couch
all day
and didn't see or speak
to anyone else.
Watched movie
after movie
after movie
Until we both sunk
into each other
so deep
half asleep with commitment
to laziness
Until I couldn't tell
where my body
ended and yours
began
It was the best Christmas I've ever had.
And I remember
how you looked
the night you told me
it was over
My breath
caught
and cracked
like
ice
Stuck
between esophagus
and lung
like our bathroom pipes.
You must have said
"ex-lover"
half a dozen times or more.
I remember
thinking how inappropriate
it was that as I was listening to you
And all I wanted was
to kiss the anger
from your lips
I'm not sure why I ever stopped myself
from loving you until
the very last second,
But I think you're right.
I thought I couldn't deserve you
and instead of fighting,
I put my hands up,
threw down
a white flag.
In the end, I didn't deserve you
Your quiet power,
Your Moon-child Grace.
If nothing else,
this time,
I will learn
from my mistakes.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 12:02 AM UTC
I remember
one night we got so drunk
on our porch under blankets
I systematically
covered
in cigarette
ash.
dusted off
and started again
I swear
that night, under twinkle lights
I always think cast such a warm
glow,
and drip golden,
I swear,
that night,
Our Passion
bubbled like the carbonation in our bellies
And I stopped myself
from saying I Love You.
I remember
on Christmas,
we laid on the couch
all day
and didn't see or speak
to anyone else.
Watched movie
after movie
after movie
Until we both sunk
into each other
so deep
half asleep with commitment
to laziness
Until I couldn't tell
where my body
ended and yours
began
It was the best Christmas I've ever had.
And I remember
how you looked
the night you told me
it was over
My breath
caught
and cracked
like
ice
Stuck
between esophagus
and lung
like our bathroom pipes.
You must have said
"ex-lover"
half a dozen times or more.
I remember
thinking how inappropriate
it was that as I was listening to you
And all I wanted was
to kiss the anger
from your lips
I'm not sure why I ever stopped myself
from loving you until
the very last second,
But I think you're right.
I thought I couldn't deserve you
and instead of fighting,
I put my hands up,
threw down
a white flag.
In the end, I didn't deserve you
Your quiet power,
Your Moon-child Grace.
If nothing else,
this time,
I will learn
from my mistakes.
