i have forgotten
to linger
in love
with you
in a past life
wanting only
to be found worthy
of your affection
revere your touch as holy
like goosebumps
in the italian sun
to write melodies
and ballads
and captions
not of purity, not of beauty
but of how you make me feel
forget all the rest
all the fighting
all the ugly
all the words
we didn’t mean
for i am ill
when you are not around
and it is poetic enough
that you are broken
yet you are
what makes me whole
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 4:41 PM UTC
i have forgotten
to linger
in love
with you
in a past life
wanting only
to be found worthy
of your affection
revere your touch as holy
like goosebumps
in the italian sun
to write melodies
and ballads
and captions
not of purity, not of beauty
but of how you make me feel
forget all the rest
all the fighting
all the ugly
all the words
we didn’t mean
for i am ill
when you are not around
and it is poetic enough
that you are broken
yet you are
what makes me whole
seeking feedback on this one! not sure if the ending hits quite like i'd like it to. open to critiques/advice. thank you x
