Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2018
I’m not sure how we arrived here.
Nothing feels right.
The whole Universe is screaming.
I’m pleading your love
And I am empty.
I have nothing else to give but my love for you.
You’ve made promises to me, promises for a new life, a house, a marriage.
But we aren’t ready yet.
Will we ever be ready?
There are consequences to every choice.
I know the choice I’ve made, do you?
I chose you.
                                  You.

I want that You. to turn into Us.
I want you to want me the same.
When your fingertips trace my skin I lose all inhibition. Nothing matters in that moment but 
                                   You.

This is Us, and I’m pleading.
Ashton Taylor
Written by
Ashton Taylor
182
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems