Jan 2013
kind of like a Bon Iver song
she guessed to him
you should be more careful with your words
he nods knowingly
she says things like this quite often to him
I know
but why should I care what happens to me?
she sinks to the floor
clutching that tiny black paper heart
alright
alright
he holds his own
in his hands lovingly
may I kiss you?
he tenderly runs a hand across her cheek
it makes me sad
what does, darling?
she lets her eyes linger on his
own pale ocean blue
seeing you cry
watching your tears fall
i'm not crying
he says defiantly
oh babe
your heart is
she guessed to him
you should be more careful with your words
he nods knowingly
she says things like this quite often to him
I know
but why should I care what happens to me?
she sinks to the floor
clutching that tiny black paper heart
alright
alright
he holds his own
in his hands lovingly
may I kiss you?
he tenderly runs a hand across her cheek
it makes me sad
what does, darling?
she lets her eyes linger on his
own pale ocean blue
seeing you cry
watching your tears fall
i'm not crying
he says defiantly
oh babe
your heart is
I adore writing & reading poetry in a dialogue style such as this.
2012
2012
