Tag: him

Wants

I want to be the sunshine when your day is gloomy gray.

The soft touch that takes all your pain away.

The look that gives you butterflies

Even when when you want to run and hide.

I want to be the warmth you feel from your favorite handle

Or soft scented candle.

I want to make your fears feel destructive

Dissipating with my eyes, corruptive.

I want your good side,

Your wild mind,

Your drunk texts,

And I love yous.

Next,

I want your body on mine.

Intertwined.

Breathing as one.

Until the sun

Rises.

I want to be your refuge

From the world you feel that is against you.

I want to be your edge.

Your high.

Your drunken feeling

Off just one taste of me.

I want to promise,

And you to I

To never let something so surreal

Die.

Bad habits 02.07.19

We used to speak of the future
Hope bright and words full of intent.
We dreamed of our future childrens’ names and locations to settle down.
Our bickering only led to fucking
Which ended with us falling asleep wrapped in one another.
But it never solved anything.
I saw the best in you.
I fell in love with you.
Or maybe the thought of us is what I gave my heart to.
I had to convince my soul you stopped caring, but my mind already knew.
I had to love and let go.
I had to relearn how to emotionally stabilize myself without relying on you.
You were the worst habit of all.

01.04.19 Thread

For once I want to be your gravity

Your sense of sanity and comfort.

I want us to build our sanctuary as a home

Where we can safely rest our heads

I spin, like a storm, I destroy myself with conversations I create.

And in your arms, beneath your lips,

I am safe once more.

As you tell me we are okay

You repeat that you only want what is best for me.

But who are you to determine where my happiness resides?

Who are you to decide I am best without you?

Who are you to tell me who I will love?

Do not push me away and blame the stars for their path.

Do not guilt trip yourself into thinking I am better without your head resting next to mine.

Do not love me as if walking away is just as easy

Moon

The moon these days shines brighter than the sun.

It illuminates my naked soul

Because you left my world in darkness.

I watch the sun rise and set.

Clockwork.

Another day without you by my side.

Each day worse than the last.

Why would you hang the moon

If you weren’t willing to see me bare,

Unclothed, existence exposed for you to see?

Honey (01.04.19)

My sun and moon

You illuminate my world, every darkest crevice is brought to the light.

Like a child in a candy store, you’re my own personal heaven.

Your name is honey on my tongue

I’ve never tasted something so sweet.

Your voice ignites butterflies that flutter in the cage of my ribs.

Your lips leave a trail down my body, your path marks prickles on my skin, following behind your touch.

Your hands move as if they know their destination.

My body an old back road.

Your eyes hold mine, steady.

And our breath becomes one.

Your name is all I can think to say.

You’ve consumed all body, mind, and soul.

Your mind searches me

But for what?

I can feel you pull me closer.

My body burns for your touch.

With you, time stands still.

And I’m reminded why you are my greatest weakness

As your tongue dances across mine

Tasting just like honey.

The kind of…

He’s the kind of love that

Electrifies my body when he touches my skin.

The kind of love that

Makes me sick if I know we aren’t okay at night.

The kind of love that

Makes my heart beat faster than a 100 mile run.

The kind of love that understands

Even if I’m illogical.

He’s the kind of strong that

Everyone can see physically.

The kind or strong that

Puts my concerns before his own.

The kind of strong that

Shrugs it off to better himself in the process.

The kind of strong that

Allows his guard down when its him and I.

I’m the kind of love that

When I’m all in, there isn’t another soul in sight.

The kind of love that

Fights for you relentlessly, tirelessly, unfaultering.

The kind of love that

Dreams of what we will be in years to come.

The kind of love that

Falls asleep to the thought of you and wakes up the same way.

I’m the kind of strong that

Apologizes even if I dont always understand.

The kind of strong that

Handles myself, never asking for any help.

The kind or strong that

Wants to make life as enjoyable for us as possible, despite odds.

The kind of strong that

Wakes up every hour to move closer to you so the space between us withers.

We’re the kind of love that

Knows no bounds.

We’re the kind of strong that

Pushes one another to be the best.

We’re the kind of love that

Helps even when we aren’t asked.

We’re the kind of strong that

Overcomes cheap talk.

We’re the kind of love that

People wish they had.

We’re the kind of strong that

Was built to last.