i want to love him
but,
his lips taste like
***.
they burn holes into
my skin.
i want to love him
but,
he doesn't need me,
he just wants
two legs and a hole
to get lost in.
i want to love him
but,
he doesn't even know what
the meaning of love is.

you confuse me,
in ways neither of us
understand.
one day its love,
and the next
we’re ripping each other
apart
at the throats.
we apologize
for things we
aren’t sorry for.
this isn’t love,
this is
addiction
for something
so beautiful,
so intoxicating,
yet so painful
and deadly.

I felt the thunder
in the depths
of my lungs.
Making me
breathless
with its wonderful
noise.
Lighting my skin
ablaze.
Taking me from
this place to a
whole new world.
Baby, you remind me
of this thunder.
You captivate me
then destroy me with your
presence,
just like the natural disaster you are.

you read books
to me.
countless books that
i don't even remember.
but what i can't seem
to forget is
how your lips moved
across my skin
as you read to me.

My eyes burn as I
Try to hold back these
Tears.
I sit on the edge of
The bed we’ve
Made love on,
But never felt love in,
And watch you pack your things.
I want to scream,
Anything to make you stop
Packing away
The life we’ve
Built together.
You look at me,
Not bothering to
Stop the tears.
Hoping, praying that
I say something to make you stay.
We both know the words
You need to hear
Won’t ever come
From these lips of mine.
You leave, the tears fall,
The walls break,
The warmth is gone.
At least I know I’m
Safe.