When I was trying to be everything you needed, you treated me as if i wasn’t exactly what you wanted. When i fought for what he had you kept telling me i was nothing but a brat...now that I’m no longer fighting i know you feel the emptiness in your chest, that’s exactly how i felt every time i cried my self to bed.
You are the burn of a paper cut,
on my highly sensitive skin.
A sharp pain, a quickly drawn ****** line.
You are the cold of a brain freeze,
on a hot summer day.
A few seconds of a heart on fire and a mind on ice.
You are the slams of my heart against my ribs.
Irregular, too fast, breathtaking.
And yet you are the ecstasy of my thoughts.
A trigger of uncontrolled feelings,
a spread of joy.
And I want more, and more, and more.
I really wanted to believe that you were the one for me but something deep within told me that i was a fool for even thinking such thing. I tried so hard to force something that i knew just wouldn’t be, i wanted to believe that you and i were meant to be.
your dark ocean eyes
surpass the depths I have known
will your tides be here?
if I ever scared your waves,
will you want to conquer fear?
You can't own Love,
but Love can