Would you stay, dear? Could I kiss you and would that be okay, dear? I want you close, dear. I want to do the most, dear. I want to feel our heart rhythms sync, I want you to feel like you’re the king, Like you could be on top of the world, Or like you …
“I lost part of myself to him then, and a soaring sense of freedom revealed that this must have been my purpose from the first: to become a part of him” John Knowles – A Separate Peace To be part of you would be to be full of peace. Losing myself to you for years And …
I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. Why can’t I hear it in your voice? Why now when I say it, It feels devoid of oxygen? Why won’t the bittersweet memories Of our actual relationship surface anymore? Has this been our actual relationship? Were we meant to be together? Or …
Out of sight Out of mind. Right? But you’re not out of sight. You’re in my car. You’re in my bed. You’re in my music. You’re in my journal. You’re in my stuffed animals. You’re in my plans. You’re in my life. You’re in my mind. Even when I can’t see you. Especially when I …
Will you love me? Will you even know I love you at all? Typing it isn’t the same. Writing it out doesn’t put it away. I love you. You kiss me And as you coax my tongue out, The “L” slips around And begs for release. I love you. I choke on it. I swallow …
So much love that it hurts. Physically hurts. Heart on fire in duct tape and shackles. Can’t say it. Only have it branded on my tongue from the pink drink. That fiery escape into a world of Unrequited love. A poison releasing the buried thoughts. Drains, bewitches, and sickens me. And they say drinking eases …
Do I love him or am I drowning all the sorrow in the alcohol And burying all the thoughts of missing 1000 miles away? My tongue is burning And I’m not sure if it’s from the words or the booze. These dirstractions won’t hold for very long. He won’t come back just like that. Drinking …
How did a place I’ve never been to before feel like home? How did I fall in love with cities in less than 120 hours? How did big buildings make me feel taller? How did highway traffic make time go faster? How did colder weather make me feel warmer? How did a sleepless city make …
“I love you so much I stare into your eyes and I get butterflies in my stomach I haven’t felt that way in so long. Thank You I hope it stays this way forever. You mean so much to me. Like literally the world. I never want to let you go. Not for anything.” Do …