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Riveá Feb 2019
“Write about me,” you say.
My mind instantly races.
How can I possibly write about you,
When there is not a single word
That even comes close to describing
how perfect you are to me.
There are no words to describe
The feelings I get
When you are around me.
You see,
Writing usually comes easy to me.
With you by my side,
close enough our knees touch,
my brain malfunctions.
My mind is focused on anything
But words right now.
My thoughts are filled
to the brim with you.
Your smile,
Your laugh,
Your voice,
The way your eyes shimmer
When you talk about everything
you love.
The way your leg bounces
whenever you’re nervous.
That ice cold look your eyes adopt,
when your body fills with rage.
You.
You.
You.
Seeing you makes my heart race,
my stomach flip,
my face heat up.
My body is not
used to feeling these.

Now tell me,
how am I supposed to
write about You?
Riveá Apr 2019
exhausted to my core.
Riveá May 2019
These circles we're going in will never get us out of the maze.
Riveá Sep 2019
counting on people for your air
is a sure way to end up drowning.
Riveá May 2019
after we fight, wrap me up tight and promise me it'll be okay.
us
Riveá May 2019
us
fight with me
set my entire body ablaze
spit your venom in my eyes
then
tell me you love me
hold me hostage in your arms
i promise i won't leave
Riveá Apr 2019
When you gazed at my bare body
with your hands on my curves
and called me Gorgeous
instead of hot or ****,
one of my broken pieces
slipped back into place.
Riveá Sep 2019
You see, my dear, you have turned my world into a real-life romance movie.  That night you grabbed my hand and twirled me around under a star filled sky, you danced away with my heart.  You've taken me on countless adventures and shown me what the definition of Happy looks like.  Even on nights we spit fire back and forth, I don't dream of being with anyone else.  In fact, I think I'd stay even with your hands around my neck.

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