I tried to show you how
There’s no need to be afraid
To join me in the light
To stop hiding in the shade
However I found out
Why you lurk in all that’s dark
You wouldn’t let me see
The evil swirling in your heart
Month: May 2019
Storm
Thunder shook my bedroom floor
The sky was upsetÂ
And likewise so was I
I wish I was as brave as she
For I sit quiet in my demise
Replacement
Imagine a love
You found
Without
Searching
In vain
Counterproductive
I have learned through
Recent emotional adversities
To never trust the words
Of those who demand respect
But cannot hold themselves
To the expectations they
Constantly put upon others
Forever
A world without you
I could never
I believe you when you
Say forever
Eager
I was so excited to love you
I had so much of me to give
Tell me, was all of me overwhelming?
Is that why you fell upon easier hips?
The Disconnect
I fancied the structures
Of bridges I should've burned
That was until I learned
How fun it is to play with fire
Pieces
I loved you in ways
I couldn't explain
Every piece of my soul
Longed for you
But you ripped me apart
While holding my heart
Left me empty
And broken in two
Memory
I have accepted that I am a memory.
And as a memory, I will no longer physically enter your life. Every gentle touch I graced you with will slowly fade into a simple remembrance of lust. Every picturesque moment of me dragging my fingers across your skin, softly kissing your neck, and whispering secrets to you in the isolated presence of our scars. All of this will be but a flash of the past, a dream that will soon become so faint you will be taunted with the idea of a nightmare.
However, be careful, for this is not a photo you can keep. This is not a book that I will allow you to store on a shelf, only to eventually forget about. I will continue to allow this memory to form it’s rightful infection.
I am but a memory, but you will always remember me.
Coffee Stains
Gentle music bounces off brick walls as I sip notes of cocoa and cinnamon from a hot cup of freshly brewed coffee. I brought my MacBook with me to this coffee shop but odds are I will do what I normally do, opening the screen to look inconspicuous but really spending my time bewildered by those around me. I’m always distracted by the energy that surrounds other people.
This time it’s a couple cozied up on the distressed couches placed in the corner by large windows. A man endearingly gazes at, who I assume is, his girlfriend next to him. Examining the expressions on her face and seemingly in bliss, she catches these stares after tasting one of the shops homemade muffins. She pinches his arm in what looks to be an expression of embarrassment for him having witnessed her messy eating, and he soon after, kisses her forehead.
Unaware of the world around them, both immersed in the aura and presence of the other. What a way to be in love.
What's Mine Is Yours 