May 2014
i could not weave
the right words
to describe all my thoughts
about you.
the fluttering of the
butterfly's wings scares me
but i couldn't deny the beauty in each black and white
patterns created on its wings.
the breaking of the sunshine
through my blinds
seemed to wake me up each morning
with just the right amount
of heat, of light.
the sound of that old song
you always play in the night to keep me asleep
when you leave,
runs through my veins, each word, each note.
You are the butterfly
with how much beauty you are
and your love brings - it scares me.
You are the sunshine
with your company, i never get tired
of seeing your face when i wake up.
You are that old song
taking me to the memories when
you were still breathing, beside me.
But you are ultimately the raindrops
i see, the first ones to fall in a heavy rain.
You were never scared of falling, even into nothingness.
*Into my nothingness.
the right words
to describe all my thoughts
about you.
the fluttering of the
butterfly's wings scares me
but i couldn't deny the beauty in each black and white
patterns created on its wings.
the breaking of the sunshine
through my blinds
seemed to wake me up each morning
with just the right amount
of heat, of light.
the sound of that old song
you always play in the night to keep me asleep
when you leave,
runs through my veins, each word, each note.
You are the butterfly
with how much beauty you are
and your love brings - it scares me.
You are the sunshine
with your company, i never get tired
of seeing your face when i wake up.
You are that old song
taking me to the memories when
you were still breathing, beside me.
But you are ultimately the raindrops
i see, the first ones to fall in a heavy rain.
You were never scared of falling, even into nothingness.
*Into my nothingness.
just a random thought at 12 midnight // what a wonderful love i would want to have eventually. the one that compares int thing you love and you hate but still be just as perfect for you.
