i’ve only just begun
to reopen
the doors that keep
my heart tucked away, yet
you rushed forward
with a romance
i didn’t expect.
you took the emptiness
i had forged
from fires of the past
and tossed handfuls of
stardust
into constellations
on its surface.
the nerves in my neck
tingle in anticipation
of the promises we made
to each other.
the salt in our hair
and the sand on our
skin make it real.
(i promise.)
so eagerly
peeling back layers, you
just make sense
the deeper
i sink.
(no matter what.)
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
i’ve only just begun
to reopen
the doors that keep
my heart tucked away, yet
you rushed forward
with a romance
i didn’t expect.
you took the emptiness
i had forged
from fires of the past
and tossed handfuls of
stardust
into constellations
on its surface.
the nerves in my neck
tingle in anticipation
of the promises we made
to each other.
the salt in our hair
and the sand on our
skin make it real.
(i promise.)
so eagerly
peeling back layers, you
just make sense
the deeper
i sink.
(no matter what.)