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Your touch feels like stepping into my home after a too long vacation. A steady feeling you bring to me, the stable being I never see. And I hug you and I kiss you and I feel so many things at once. It is so scary you know? To be loved by someone and love one so harsh. Im used to things in my life come and go, but I’ve never needed this much for a feeling to hold on. And as I hug you harder I can see the parts of me that were buried deep in seas, And as you hug me tidier you remember the childish versions of you You even forgot to exist. And I think to myself that maybe the reason behind this calm and familiar feeling is because only with you I was a kid living. Some years ago, when I met you, both still kids but we knew what we felt was an everlasting promising momentum; And that’s why when I touch you I can feel my own past self coming back, But also the little us smiling back at us. Saying I told you so, when they knew they were falling in love. You say not to worry but I do, I do, I do. It is so hard not to hold on to something that is not you
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Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 8:13 AM UTC
I fall in love too easily
Your touch feels like stepping into my home after a too long vacation. A steady feeling you bring to me, the stable being I never see. And I hug you and I kiss you and I feel so many things at once. It is so scary you know? To be loved by someone and love one so harsh. Im used to things in my life come and go, but I’ve never needed this much for a feeling to hold on. And as I hug you harder I can see the parts of me that were buried deep in seas, And as you hug me tidier you remember the childish versions of you You even forgot to exist. And I think to myself that maybe the reason behind this calm and familiar feeling is because only with you I was a kid living. Some years ago, when I met you, both still kids but we knew what we felt was an everlasting promising momentum; And that’s why when I touch you I can feel my own past self coming back, But also the little us smiling back at us. Saying I told you so, when they knew they were falling in love. You say not to worry but I do, I do, I do. It is so hard not to hold on to something that is not you
marielele
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21/F/Cyprus
Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 8:13 AM UTC
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