Sweet vanilla kisses, amid an explosion of bubblegum sauce. With lips now blue, we break and share a flake; The chocolate melting in our mouths, Like my heart, the first time I met you. “You’ve got a bit on your nose," I say. Laughing, you wipe it away elegantly. Fresh strawberries planted in eager mouths, Excited eyes blazing in the sun. This love is intoxicating. Sinking satisfyingly into a strawberry bliss, Summer love is planted on the tongue. Savouring: the taste, the moment, savouring the one.
Am I just waxing poetic Trying to mask the aesthetic? Painting the black skies hovered over you in my presence as ****.. Ya your grey clouds are electric. Oh it’s just part of your charm This toxic personality storm Acid rain down on me And when it rains it pours Please excuse the floors It’s just her personality flood Caution tape on the doors To avoid at all costs Hazardous conditions like her’s that cause her thunder to roar crashing down on me lightning All because I struck a nerve All because I’ll never learn All while I try to endure Keeping my head above water But in the same flood that I drown in You stand knee deep in denial As your waves crash over me Dead body washes ashore What was all of this for? The one thing that’s for certain and I know is for sure Ya may have broken my spirit..
It took three drinks just to get me here. You said it wasn’t enough, that it wasn’t clear. Four calls to your voicemail. I didn’t understand why, but I apologized. Two trips down memory lane And I don’t think it will ever be like that again. One moment of clarity But I can tell you’re forcing that smile.
I can’t bring myself to tell you what’s wrong with me. Maybe I’m too afraid you’ll be angry. No one’s been able to look under the surface. It’s a mess like a circus, I thought it was my burden. I couldn’t look at you and hope that you would understand. That’s why I keep it close to the chest.
It took six drinks just to get us here. You said it wasn’t my fault, but it is my dear. Five hugs and a kiss for luck. I want to tell you more but my words are stuck. One date to make it up to you And I’m so sorry.
I’m not conventionally nice. I don’t throw glitter in smiles and love by eyes I don’t ask if you need help, because I know you don’t I know I’m not conventionally nice But I will ask you how your day was and what troubles your brain at night I will let you talk about what keeps your eyes glistening and what allows your smile to last I will let you hold my hand as you go through unbearable times But I’m not conventionally nice I will love you and when I do, I’ll never stop not because I’m nice But because if I’m committed to you heart, I’ll forever remain committed You can’t expect me to seem the sweetest, because I will disappoint you But you can expect little notes of poetry and small love letters I’ll will always remind you to eat and sleep well And I’ll always tell you when something isn’t good for you Because even if I’m not conventionally nice I’m full of love and life for you
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