Feb 2014
I just stare down at white lines on blank pages and whisper the only words I have ever know: I love you.
We fell asleep under the blurry night sky with old light above us and new light down the road.
We made love under palm trees listening to each other breaths in sync with the soft breeze of the ocean near by.
With skin touching and bodies uniting we became one and as if cliches weren't enough I fell in love.
With your rough hands caressing mine. With those blue skies you call eyes. With lips so red like sweet cherries on my tongue.
We entered the summer with such romance; such passion for being so young and naive. You took me for the fool I was and left me in the winter for a far more interesting adventure.
And as I sit staring at this blank piece of paper I wanted to fill with words of anger I will write the only thing I have ever know to be true: I love you.
We fell asleep under the blurry night sky with old light above us and new light down the road.
We made love under palm trees listening to each other breaths in sync with the soft breeze of the ocean near by.
With skin touching and bodies uniting we became one and as if cliches weren't enough I fell in love.
With your rough hands caressing mine. With those blue skies you call eyes. With lips so red like sweet cherries on my tongue.
We entered the summer with such romance; such passion for being so young and naive. You took me for the fool I was and left me in the winter for a far more interesting adventure.
And as I sit staring at this blank piece of paper I wanted to fill with words of anger I will write the only thing I have ever know to be true: I love you.
