It's a Saturday 12:29 a.m.
There's a spot on my pillow
that smells like you.
A chill runs down my spine,
so I tangle myself in the sheets
trapping in the warm air.
I wonder if the rain
lulls you to sleep,
like it does me?
1:30 a.m.
The rain has stopped.
I pinch the fat on my stomach,
What do you see in me anyways?
In my head you laugh
and say, "Everything."
2:00 a.m
I've laid here
thinking of how our names
sound perfect when combined.
Are we perfect combined?
I think so.
3:17 a.m.
I roll over and come across
the spot on my pillow.
I ache for you.
4:37 a.m.
I've lost a lot of sleep thanks to you.
I hope you're proud of yourself.
I like the way
you cover you mouth
when you laugh extra hard.
5:03 a.m
Sleep.

I fell in love with a boy
who loves driving more than anything
simply because he likes to get away.

His eyes alone could light up a room
and he can make you blush in ten words
or less.

His favorite food is lasagna
and his stomach
is a bottomless pit.

His laugh is like ***
and gold
to my ears.

He has a way of tripping
and falling directly
into my mind.

His hands are rarely sweaty
and they swallow mine
in one gulp.

He has soft lips
that tempt me
when he talks.

and don't get me started
on the way he kisses...

I'll put them on you here
I'll put them on you there
I'll put them on you everywhere
so that they'll know you're mine.

I can picture the first time we made love. The first time we touched each other without an ounce of lust. In the back of your mustang you wrote poetry on my skin that nobody will ever read. The moon perfectly outlined your body and I swear to god my eyes were glued to every inch of it. I was so nervous I could barely breath, but oh could I gasp. I kept pulling you closer...closer until I could feel your breath against my neck. I held you tighter than I'd ever held anyone. I was so afraid...so afraid because I felt like you could see right through me. In that moment you knew everything. All of my thoughts. My wishes. My desires. In that moment you knew them all. You could read me from cover to cover. You sunk into me like a ship into the sea until you'd finished the very last page. You grabbed me, pulling me close you wrapped your arms around me...I thought my legs would never stop shaking. We drew hearts and forever on the foggy windows. In the backseat of your car you made love to me. You looked at me like I was an angel, or some kind of heaven. I've never loved someone who's legs shook when they kissed me.

I once met a girl
with a smile on her lips.
She traced hearts on my skin
with her finger tips
and talked about the world.

In her room she carved her into her flesh
and prayed to god to be the best
at something.

She talked about me
and all the boys.
She talked about loving me
but I was afraid to be another toy.

I didn't want to be one of the boys.
So I left.

I once met a girl
who carried burdens
the size of a mountain
and wanted to forget the world.

In her room she teared up
over lost things
and broken dreams.

She scoffed
and called me a coward
who was afraid to love.

And hell,
Maybe I was.

I once met a girl
who pretended not to care
when really
she cared too much.

In her room she spent sleepless nights
over another fight
but this time he wasn't afraid to love.

She talked about all the pretty things
and all the bad things.
She talked about death
and how I was her only friend.

So of course,
I'm glad I wasn't one of the boys.

Why I’ve fallen in love with you

I doubt I’ll ever know for sure

Perhaps it was the way you lay your head on my shoulder complaining you’re tired

Or the little yellow circles in your green eyes.

Maybe it was the way your name just rolled off my tongue

So easily…

Like I could say it a million times in a day

And never tire of the sound.

Perhaps it was because you were there.

Under any circumstance

You were there to comfort me.

Maybe it was how you managed to stand out in the crowd.

Everyone gathered around to listen to your odd tales

And to me your voice was like an orchestra of violins

Perhaps it’s because you’re my opposite

You are there to compliment my timid personality

And laugh at my dry humor when nobody else understands.

Maybe I just could not resist your pale freckled skin

And your shaggy red hair.

How it perfectly fell around your face.

Perhaps it was all of those things

Wrapped up into one.

Why did I fall in love with you?

Perhaps I’ll never know.

All I really know is all of the love songs remind me of you

I realize I’m sounding cliché…

I’m picturing us in every romantic scenario

And I get upset just at the thought of your absence.

So perhaps you’re also going through your list of perhaps.

Wondering how you fell for me

And thinking maybe it was because of my timid presence in a crowd…

Or my big brown eyes.

Whatever it is,

You have this overwhelming feeling.

So perhaps…

Just perhaps you love me too.