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Quincy Poitras Jan 2020
Tonight you left for work
And said
"I love you dear"
And in that moment,
I knew,
This was all I ever wanted
Quincy Poitras Jan 2020
I tried to lie and say I didn't want you
How you'd never be interested in someone like me
That girls like me never get girls like you

Oh love I tried so hard to lie
To me
To you
To anyone who asked....

But my lies failed me
And they failed hard

Because you are the key to the cage
The whisper on the breeze
The whiskey on my lips

Everyone sees
And everyone knows
That I tried to lie my way out of loving you

And you tore my lie apart.
Quincy Poitras Jan 2020
Should I tell you how

the only place that feels like home
is when I'm with you?

Or how this bed no longer lets me sleep unless you're in it?

How I feel out of place in this home,
like I don't belong here without you
Quincy Poitras Jan 2020
Her is loud, demanding, and driven.
Her is logic and cold.
Her is what she needs to be to survive.
Because her is nothing but survival.

But she,
She is soft, kind, and quiet.
She is of dreams and desires.
Soft kisses on rainy days
And quiet contemplation winter nights.

Unlike her, she moves with the season and the ebb and flow of enegery.
Her only allows she out in the times of midnights without expectations.
Quincy Poitras Jan 2020
I could tell you how your smile stops me dead in my tracks.

Or how you laugh makes my heart sing.

How your eyes remind me of blue pools of light, shining in to the darkness.

But I won't.

Because these feelings I have are not for you yet.

I don't think you'll know what to do with them.

You hardly know how to be loved....

But

If you let me

I'll show you that you light up rooms, and buildings, and back alleys where we shouldn't be.
How you standing by me makes me feel like I have everything I'd ever need in this life.
That the feelings in my chest are begging to come out and explode into more than "I love you"

Because this is more than I love you

And I don't know how to tell you that yet.
Quincy Poitras Jan 2020
My kisses probably have only ever tasted like
***,
whiskey,
or *****
Quincy Poitras Nov 2019
Love,

You make me want to make you beg.
For kisses
For air
For me

You make me want to lose myself, to lose

Control

But not yet love.
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