I don't want to scrub your laugh off of my skin that it's been embedded in along with the kisses you planted on my lips that one day might be bruised and used to cry for your love to return to my veins I don't want to write poetry about our breakup I want to write poetry about how your eyes love me and how your hands encasing mine are the missing puzzle piece still making my heart skip a beat when your thumb traces mine I want to write about all the demons and angels withing ourselves and others and how we are both mountains and sea and moon and sun and how we love each other endlessly regardless of if my poetry can show it or not I don't want to scrub you out of my bones I don't want the thought of you to feel like sandpaper I don't want to shiver and cringe at the thought of your love touching me I don't want my teeth to shatter and my skin to raise at the thought of your lips I don't want to cry over wanting you I want to have you underneath my fingernails and freckles I want to hold your soul within my arms and never let it go I want to kiss your every emotion hopefully healing some wounds and I'll kiss the scars too I want to write about how my love has been with you since the beginning of time, how our atoms were created near each other, that we are from the same star I wan't to write about how even in another life we would find each other I want to write about your everything and how I'll love you past my best ability and sometimes it breaks me like I'm a piece of glass from the jar encasing our hearts together until maybe one day they stop beating I don't want the rhythm of our heartbeats to change or stop but it might and my cuts will not heal from the broken glass I call my heart but we might stay intact like the Gods or the stars planned and if not, just know that I love you, simply