This is not a love poem; This is a ballad Of all the sweet love songs that finally made sense,
This is a dictionary Defining the new outlook on life you gave me,
This is the final scene Of something so perfect, It had to be nothing much more than fiction.
God stitched together All of my cuts and wounds With thread made of your touch, Your scent, your voice, Your laugh, your hair flip, Your 'I love yous', your leftover strands of hair Still clinging to all of my clothes, As if this distance between us Was never there in the first place.
We were like Romeo and Juliet, Discarding what everyone had to say.
I loved you like I was an abused dog Straggling along, pouncing on any piece of meat That came my way Until you held me tight close to you, Letting me know that It'd all be okay.
Your love rivaled that Of the Sun and the Moon, You had shed light on my world When I couldn't see Past my insecurities and downfalls, And brought shooting star showers down upon me When it seems like the bad days could not get any longer.
We trekked over hills and valleys And sure, sometimes, we slipped - but we always made sure That we got back up and kept going.
Our love was a perfect melody, And sometimes, we struck a sour note, But your voice was always a beautiful symphony That slowed everything back down to its right pace.
I loved you like diamonds yearning For the perfect ray of light To grace its surface So that it may project a perfect spectrum Upon your naked left ring finger That i had daydreams every day Of staking as my territory.
We were a binary solar system In supposed equilibrium Until your gravitational pull Ripped away all my outer layers And you left me vulnerable, so that you could use all my flaws To become a black hole and tear my whole being to shreds.
I loved you Like the breeze loves flowing through Your hair, making a cascading waterfall that left me drowning in your beauty. But now - You're not mine anymore. *And I'm not okay with that.