You're a ship and I'm a wreck-
Our love met a titanic end
Still, we'd sail around the terms
Of being close mates

Too see you again;
You can still claim a spot
By the window seat of my heart,
Gazing straight into my soul.

I don’t care if I was right or wrong;
The weight of malice is too heavy,
I cannot carry it.
One thing I want to do is to let go of my pride!

I don’t want to justify myself or my actions;
I don’t want to be innocent either.
I hate grudges!
I want to let go of my pride!

You said something that came at me like a raging storm!
“You don’t know me”
Yet you’ve BEEN with me (contradictory).
I want to play dump!
But I clearly understand what you mean!
And this isn’t a please come back move!
It’s more than that;
I hope you’d see my heart;
It is an earnest CRY and a plea for somebody to heal!

I thought I had all it takes to build a titanic relationship;
That will sail with beauty, and class…, and survive the heaviest of storms,
And will not sink!
But NO!
Like titanic, it sank!
It was hard, but I bore it.

My regret isn’t what I’d stood to gain(from you)
A million miles far from it;
It is the pain that despite the effort,
The stunts against the odds…
The LOVE ended in pain, malice, and vain!

In your heart of heart,
I beg that you clear this dart.
Please don’t let hate between;
I neither want to win nor you, to lose!
I just can’t keep going with this.

I was not a saint; you are not a sinner!
I am not a snitch nor a hypocrite, you are not perfect!
I am not pretending and you are YOU!
I am not complete neither are you!

But I’ve tried to make for myself a NAME.
I see my wrongs; they take me to my knees!
Integrity means a lot to me
Losing it is being LAME in purpose and life!

I have tried to put my heart into this piece for peace!
I really hope you don’t get ******!
These words are not enough,
They’ve not really explained it;
I hope that you realize,
I AM SORRY!

Aries: Yes
Taurus: Yes
Gemini: Yes
Cancer: Yes
Leo: No
Virgo: Yes
Libra: Yes
Scorpio: Yes
Sagittarius: Yes
Capricorn: Yes
Aquarius: Yes
Pisces: Yes

don't let
the ship sink,

and if
it happens,

don't
leave me
behind,

drown me
in your love.

First-class lipstick,
like satin,
gently marking into history
sign-offs and signatures,
transcending boundaries
between land and ocean.

Nothing unwritten;
everything perfected
in the sweet subtlety
of marking names
and millions of ways
to say the same sentiment,
sealed up below the deck.

Traversing the sea,
unread letters wait
in the salt and the sediment,
that will soon wash over them;
the timelessness of tragedy –
of waters that lap
over delicate bodies on beachline shores.

These same elements,
clinging to life
within seawater-stained envelopes
find themselves
just a little too much,
almost a second out of time
with the world outside the ocean.

Now, timelessness has moved on,
and many ships have fallen since,
but there remains
a pocket of air,
huddled in the North Atlantic,
where love letters still muse
with writers’ delicate bones
and the sweet serenade of saltwater.

Ship’s tipping,
children crying,
water lapping
against my feet -
summer-side beach shores
flashing Polaroids
through clasped hands
in false prayer.

You,
atop the bank
rough hands; calloused
grabbing the rail
as you hang onto the upper hand.

No longer horizontal,
ripped apart from the domestic bed,
your chants to God
beg Him to take my life,
and spare yours –

It’s easier to be the underdog
when everyone else is falling, too;
I am the water,
I wait to lap you up;
please, I ask,
fall onto me
and let me love you to death.

In short, sink.
In shorter, drown.

Last year I was reckless.
I catapulted into the deep-end
headfirst.

No waiting at the shore
No wading in the water
Only a sprint to the furthest end of the sea.

I soon began exchanging
pieces of me as currency
to buy more time afloat
my sleep;
my mind;
my sanity.

I thought I was resolute
but this was all too much
Titanic
I was drowning.

Then there you were...
you and your raft
ready to take me home.  

It was then that I realized
that none have ever really loved me
before you <3