For the first time In all my years of living, I’ve felt what it’s like To have your heart pound So stubbornly within your chest That everything in the world Seems mute in comparison; I’ve never felt so anxious and afraid With the only antidote to my worries Being your voice.
And for the first time In all my years of living, I’ve learned what it feels like To leave all your emotions bare And scattered At the feet of someone you love. And never before, Did anyone bother to pick up the pieces And keep them close to his chest In a humble wooden box Like you did.
For the first time, I fight the elastic smile on my face That snaps back every time you cross my mind And even the monsters in the back of my head Run away with just the smallest thought of you.
You’re the first That I’ve been so open with. You’re the first that laughs with me At my own petty jealousy— Hopefully because we both realized That there’s no need for doubt
Since we’ve found each other.
And for the hundredth time and onwards I will thank God everyday That we did.
to the someone who is finally different than the rest
I bloom in your smile please, keep me growing keep me spreading my roots around your neck, lovingly soothing unity it is glowing on the inside watering the petals nested in my lungs why do you keep on insisting you are but a liability harvesting my plants with your incovenience or was it lack of reciprocation
You **** your teeth loudly, Smack your lips on ravioli, Whatever it is I taste of You can't really say Meanwhile I've had my face pushed, mashed on your ***** trying to find life's meaning with short tongue tight frenulum Cursed I crave your *** ****** mane grows unkempt Despite my attempt to Get some head