oh silly girl
every love feels fresh
every love feels soul ending
every love is -the- love
but here you are again
strapping into the rollercoaster
bliss stark on your cheekbones
triumphant gaze ahead
oh silly girl
every love feels fresh
every love feels soul ending
every love is -the- love
but here you are again
strapping into the rollercoaster
bliss stark on your cheekbones
triumphant gaze ahead
left out love
i left out my love
and it festered and it wilted
it started to smell if i am quite honest
but that is okay
because decomposition begets rebirth
and now that rank odor
is within my veins anew
sparking new synapses and electrifying my life
i think i understand why they say
it only comes once in a lifetime
for ive spent lifetimes already
just waiting for the idea of you
and here you are in the flesh
wrapped in light and love
and you are so much more
so much more than my hopes
than my comprehension
than my wildest thoughts
to let you go
would be to gamble
that the earth doesnt circle the sun
that the moon doesnt orbit the earth
that the strongest gravity doesnt pull us together
no, i’ll take the safe bet
and follow you into the unknown
is it too soon?
is it too quick?
i think youre inserting time
into a place it doesnt belong
instead i’ll answer you this
it feels like the solution to my soul
like a monumental exhale of relief
when youre near
why would these things ever have to do with time
when the universe is finally placing two jigsaw souls together
what is the point of living
what is the point of breathing
beyond spending my time
buried beneath your skin
i love you
my fingers trace on your back
i love you
my insides scream
i love you
my body hums
not just today
and not just tomorrow
but all the todays
and all the tomorrows
my chest heaves
with what feels like emotions
but i know it is just air
expanding my chest
i wish it were your love instead
will you hold my heart first
before you hold me in your arms
or will you use physicality
instead of words to tell me how you feel
but this society doesnt let me read them
your feelings in your arms
because great passion has been taught
to mean great leaving
and how can i trust
that from these lessons
you are apart
and will not leave
my heart jumps at a vibrate
i trained myself
to associate my phone with your love
but my phone doesnt love me
and neither do you
you can be strong
you can love again
you don’t have to believe
because you are