This love is reckless
This love is closed doors that
only open for oxygen
This love is driving without headlights
This is I feel like I'm crazy kind of love
This is I never want to be away kind of love
This is I stay up late kind of love
You have a kiss like a forest fire
You once called me a match
I am no longer afraid of the dark
because you taught me that
darkness only covers up the wrong
It is a security blanket for our past mistakes
For our past lovers
We no longer listen to the voices that bring us down
because this love is our latter to the top
This love is reckless
and I would rather live a life
without seat belts
if you're the one driving

I am not plaster to pour into your mold
of what you wish I would be
of what you wish I would say
let me breathe

I told myself I was done making poems out of people
It is comparatively easier to erase words
than a soul from my memory
people aren't poems
poetry is a flame
a fire doesn't pick and choose what it engulfs
it is both violently dangerous and entirely free
and under the influence of your gaze
I've set ablaze an entire library
do you think books have emotion?
do words feel the pain?
there is a ghost of you following me and I've been trying to capture the sound of your voice in clicks of a keyboard
I tried press the pen close to the paper
like your fingers on my back on those long nights
now mine are blistered and I've replaced the memories with ash piles on my book shelves

I realize slowly
you're shifting the needle in my compass

magnetic moves in cloud
looking clear now, I see the distance

sudden and incomprehensible
as if I've had a hand

my heart clamps in protest
and these feet say otherwise.

through the use of some actions, you've made use of some of my organs
I don't complain
my third finger is claimed long ago by a band of gold
no complaint
your words etched in the wrinkles of my time
easy peasy
now with my legs encased in ice
can't walk

let me be, let me walk, let me breathe, let me be

I'm not gonna try to save you or fix you
you've got to want that on your own
I am not an idea or a concept
or a means to feel whole again
I am not mediocre
I am not simple
I am not the girls you climb in bed with when your heart hurts
I am on a journey and I will hold out my hand
you can grab it and come with me
or you can waste your life away with your "I can't"s
I will dance and sing with you anywhere
but at your pity party
I don't care about what your exes did wrong
tell me what they did right
tell me about your dreams
don't you dare tell me
you can't have or be or do anything you want
because I will tell you
you are wrong
you are wrong you are wrong you are wrong

you are so close to everything you desire
you just have to truly want it
do not doubt yourself
your strength
there is power in your thoughts and importance in your attitude



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