I promise I will be good Don't let anyone steal you from me I will care for us as I should I'm not always close, and I know that is hard But don't let anyone see what I see in you Don't take yourself away from me Because you are the she, the she that makes me complete
Loving me in this world Tied to you, lifting me up Enclosed in a warm balloon of love We can reach the ceiling of the sky I can taste the sun warmed vapour As it flows down your salted skin Kisses, melt the billowing clouds And we ignite in lightning sparks As the world explodes around us I see you, as stars light your eyes I am weightless, but your heart holds me In our floating universal paradise
every night i end up writing something about you- the way your lips moved along with mine to voice our poetries together the way your hands slipped around my waist to lead me through a slow dance the way your eyes twinkled into mine to make me want to write something about them; about you- i don’t want to write about you. i’m done with making you the ink of every phrase i scribble of letting you be the canvas of my artwork it’s like this poem isn’t mine anymore it belongs to you you are the words in it and, you are it’s heart; our heart, It calls for you because, i’m too scared to do it on my own- call for you. i can’t let you have more pieces of me than you already do even though it’s me who’s still holding onto your memories your touch your voice your clothes your scent you. here here is the only place i have you for me it’s like the world goes in a blur and, it’s just you me and us holding onto each other grasping clutching not letting go. but, it’s just me who’s hugging my memories of you grasping, clutching- not letting go. the pen slips my grip your warmth escapes me i did it again. i wrote about you. again. and like every other night tonight I end up writing about you- but i don’t want to.
We always had conversations. Texting, alot. In the middle of the night, day.... or early in the morning. When the rest of the world was clearly asleep. I'd stalk you and text you immediately I saw "online" Every one thought I was stupid for loving you I donot know, but can't say I was. That evening I heard you were back. I rushed off to see you because I'd missed you. I wanted to talk to you. You offered to drive me to the mall. We had alot to talk about and catch up on. You told me about her like I knew her. And maybe at that point I actually knew her through you. Your descriptions, admiration..... And just how much your face lit up when you talked about her. I was happy for you. She was still giving you a hard time. Hadn't said yes yet. And you were impatient for it. Even when I had every right to be sad because in my mind, you were mine. Always had been. I was happy because one of us was fighting for what they wanted. She was your type. Big *** and hips.... ***** to die for... great body. And me.... just normal. Nothing too big..... Yet you preferred too big. And that she was. We talked about her for a while, at least you did. And all I did was listen and smile. You were happy and that made me happy as well. Only difference was, only one of us, This time around, had hope.