When I see your face
I see my future

When I hear your voice
I hear perfection

When I feel your skin
I feel indestructible

When you hold me close
I know it's all okay

When you say my name
I get addicted to the sound

When you breathe on me
I get hypnotized

When you say you need me
I fall in love all over again

Marry me
Marry me right now
Take me and keep me
In holy matrimony
Forever and always
That's all I ask
You're all I'll ever need

I'll let your voice wash over me
Like a sweet symphony

I'll let your body blanket me
Let our scents mingle

I'll let your words heal me
While the taste lingers

I'll fall for you all over again
With any luck, it'll never end

I'll surrender to this lovely forever
Play tricks on our eternity

I'll let your touches fill the void
You'll be my medication

I'll hold you closer than before
And feel all your warmth

We'll be comforted by the knowledge
That this love is our infinity

Being alone and being lonely are two different things
Feeling alone or feeling lonely are two different things too
Alone, meaning no one is around
Feeling alone means there's people all around, but in you mind, heart, and soul you're all alone inside
Lonely, meaning you're single and searching
Feeling lonely means you're always alone, no matter the place or people

Alone
Or
Lonely?

I am both

I feel alone and I am alone
I feel lonely and I am lonely
My soul is cold and empty
But my body is warm and full
My body is heavy
And my spirit heavier
My mind the storm and my heart the war

Will it ever end?

The overcrowding loneliness and the loud silence that comes with it
Or the feeling that I'm alone

I cry
I mourn
But what am I crying for?
What am I mourning?
Am I crying for death to take me?
So that he can warm my soul and unburden my spirit?

Am I mourning the life I'm living?
Am I mourning the future I think I'll have?
Am I mourning that death doesn't want me, or that he doesn't love me the way I love him?
Am I crying and mourning the deep thirst I have for him?

I think I am
And I'm not sure if I'll ever get over him, or stop wanting him
He was my only solace except writing
He was the only thing I thought I could control
But I don't
He controls it
He decides whether to push me away or to bring me closer

This burden I carry
It breaks me a little each time I feel I should die
Why haven't I died? I think
I should be dead. Someone else who deserves to live should have the rest of my years.
I always think this
Then I think of others
The pain ebbs, but still flows much more greatly later, when I'm thinking too much, feeling too much
Am I alone or lonely?
I think I'm both
And as I said in one of my last poems: Am I trash or golden?
I'm not sure
Am I trash because I'm too broken, or am I golden because I'm broken in a beautiful way?

I'd think myself a fool to tell you
But I'd be an idiot not to

I'll regret the words I'm about to speak
But it'd **** me not to

I'm going to give myself to you
With not a single string attached

So love me as well as I have loved you
And keep me as long as you want to

A phrase said so much
It's almost lost its meaning
Started so important
So influential

It has lost its touch
Because it's said too much
Not often thought through
It's now a reflex

Take this seriously
I mean it truly
You are my everything
I Love You

Don't worry darling,
When I push you away,
I promise,
You won't feel a thing.

I'll be the one,
To burn in the fire,
The smoke,
Causing my eyes to sting.

I know it's for the better,
I'm a burden,
Don't you see?

I promise I won't blame you,

Who would want to be around me?

I’m uncomfortable with a crowded room
partly because there’re so many personalities mashing into one
and too many conversations being held out of spite
i’m restless to the idea of meaningful small talk
because I truly do not believe in it’s existence
no one is happy to be here
and we’re all drowning our sadness
in different ways that no one would ever know
we're forcing ourselves to become one
and I will never understand

You may not expect it
But I love it when you talk about drinking
When you smoke
I love that taste that lingers in your mouth

You may not expect it
But I love it when you scratch me
When you bite me
I want to scream out in pleasure

You may not expect it
But I love the things you do