The last time I loved
I knew exactly
what I wanted,
I was so sure--
it had to be
you.
It had to be
awkward laughs, soft music,
coffee brown eyes
half-asleep,
a house full of dogs,
vinyls,
chamomile tea.
I just knew,
believed,
it had to be
you and me.
I am always running,
looking for fire exits,
secret passages,
ways to escape,
always wanting
to be somewhere else--
anywhere else
but with you
I stopped running--
started wanting
wooden floorboards,
walls and a person
I could finally call
home.
Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 1:48 AM UTC
The last time I loved
I knew exactly
what I wanted,
I was so sure--
it had to be
you.
It had to be
awkward laughs, soft music,
coffee brown eyes
half-asleep,
a house full of dogs,
vinyls,
chamomile tea.
I just knew,
believed,
it had to be
you and me.
I am always running,
looking for fire exits,
secret passages,
ways to escape,
always wanting
to be somewhere else--
anywhere else
but with you
I stopped running--
started wanting
wooden floorboards,
walls and a person
I could finally call
home.
