The day that I met you

                                          was the day I knew...

I knew you would hurt me,

                                         break me,

                                                    bruise me.

I knew I would spend all of my nights wondering

      why I wasn't enough,

                              why I didn't deserve your love.

I knew I would spend my time crying,

                                                                hurting,

                                                                       aching for you.

I knew from the moment that I met you that you would leave and I'd never want to feel again.

But...

      I didn't know that all of these years later,

                                                  I would still be loving you.

Your touch was light against my skin,
Your kisses like butterflies landing,
soft,
But they left just as soon as they came
Startled,
Scared.
By what,
I don't know,
But I do know...
I Miss You

The rain came down in heavy sheets. He pulled his soaked hood tighter to protect himself and kept walking.
Where the hell was she?
Would he find her in time?
Or was it already too late?
He wanted nothing but to find her in that moment before she did something dumb and regret filled.
Lightning struck.
There sitting on the bridge railing he saw a dark shape he knew was her.
He rushed towards her calling her name.
She looked back and hurriedly went to stand.
He grabbed her before she could jump, pulling her into his chest.
He could not tell for the rain if she had been crying.
But when opened her mouth to let out the most gut wrenching sob he'd ever heard, he knew that her face was damp with salty tears.
Wrapped in his arms she finally looked at him with nothing but pleading in her eyes. He solemnly looked at her and nodded, promising to keep her safe.
He pulled her closer to his chest.
He knew that she wouldn't be his forever, but he would protect her while she was

I look into the sun,
Blinding,
                 Bright
The longer I look the pain begins
    to turn into a dull throb,
I just stare....
                        hoping that if i go blind
                        that i won't be able to see You everywhere i look.
                       I turn away,
                                             Eyes hurting,
Face warm,
                    Tears run down my cheeks,
I can still see...
                             Which means i can painfully remember...


                              You.