why is it when?
you tell me you love me
i feel utter happiness
warmth floods me
yet an unbearable sadness
pulls and picks
like a seagull on the beach
pestering a crab
waiting for it to give up
i don't want to
but i feel like its correct
meant to happen
maybe just giving up
isn't as bad as they say
maybe its time
to give up
. . . . . . .
give up on the sadness
that i held like a blanket
as if it keeps me warm
i realize now, that it didn't
never did, never will
though i continue to clutch it
a child, frightened of letting go
loosing my strong grasp on
past feelings and fake safeties
to be completely happy
could i maybe find another
a blanket of thicker wool?
one that does hold me
tight in its embrace
keeping me warm
giving me love
maybe it's time
to take more
and let you
love me
fully
May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 5:51 AM UTC
why is it when?
you tell me you love me
i feel utter happiness
warmth floods me
yet an unbearable sadness
pulls and picks
like a seagull on the beach
pestering a crab
waiting for it to give up
i don't want to
but i feel like its correct
meant to happen
maybe just giving up
isn't as bad as they say
maybe its time
to give up
. . . . . . .
give up on the sadness
that i held like a blanket
as if it keeps me warm
i realize now, that it didn't
never did, never will
though i continue to clutch it
a child, frightened of letting go
loosing my strong grasp on
past feelings and fake safeties
to be completely happy
could i maybe find another
a blanket of thicker wool?
one that does hold me
tight in its embrace
keeping me warm
giving me love
maybe it's time
to take more
and let you
love me
fully
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