I guess it never changed at all. We were born depending on others and as we grew older it only got worse. I always tried filling my heart with nature and words written by other exquisitely bright people but still their words only directed me right back to you. I know you are full and I am empty full of ghosts and shards of stained glass. I miss you terribly but is it only because I have to miss somebody? Will I float away like debris left in a hurricane if I have no one to miss? The only real home I know I have is the one I make inside myself which is always full of cuts and bruises which doesn’t help at all.
I guess I sat next to you because I thought you would tell me stories that could make me forget but all I remember is you putting your hand on my knee and everything turning soft to the touch. I might as well just lay on my bed and feel my window pane drip of water so I can at least breath in the cold air with no feelings at all. I don't love you but I pretend that I do, so that I have an excuse. Do you remember driving through the rainbows in the sky and feeling each others mouths until dawn? I hope you don't forget that I know you have exactly 28 freckles spread across both your cheeks and that my eyes only shine when they're in reach.
tell me where to find you
in your dream last night? in the last cigarette you inhaled? I
hope you don't wake with someone else's teeth in your
mouth because nothing but my name will escape your lips and
nothing but my touch will be all over your skin. It's quite
frightening how my hands show how anxious I am to be able to feel
you again. Your eyelashes fall like beautiful roses that only a
girl like me would know about. In my eyes I see nothing but
beauty in you and no matter how your words change my eyes will
never alter. At the end of the day all I'm sure of is maybe I
should let my breath catch up with yours, since you are the only
poem I've ever known.
-haven't been on in about a year but decided to share my poem
with you guys