so i had slowly exposed
your lowly motives:
to be known as less lonely
you pulled me from cold lips.
you warmed the form of my torn heart
& welded the melted pieces
til i felt the swell of its beating,
the engine of my breathing
roughly revived from receding
from purity into obscurity
a cynical side effect of maturity.
but i was not the first to see
life lacking you's a blur to me
but now you made it crisp & clear
love never fades or disappears
we just pretend it isn't here
to suspend the hurt & end the fear,
but its nights like this i am reminded
why you're all i see behind my eyelids.
the touch i once took much for granted
i cherish, less careless than i was back then,
but love's just not enough i guess
when the one you yearn for deserves the best
when she views you as a massive mess
just another wretched time investment
or just another forceful *****
leading to the corpse of hope.