Love is something
I’ve felt once
A real thing
It was nothing like lust
Lush and kind
Beautiful and fair and just
Unrusted
It was all I wanted
I just wanted something
I’m just tryna
Turn my nothings into something’s
it fell thru my fingers
When I fixated most
On what I was lacking
Unfold my lips to heath the pressured messages forced to spew outward.
To know as our sibling would behave is to understand how we would operate ourselves. To have an answer without taking leap is to drive without entering your vehicle. How far will you go when the gears of your bodies engine never stop turning?
I am numb
At the thought of losing you
I feel a squeezing in my chest
That’s only growing tighter
Since I left your car
You haven’t left my mind
Or my heart
Why after only one meeting
Have I become so magnetized?
Is it not the idea of you that’s started driving me mad?
Or rather the feeling you gave me
Giving space for emotion to cling
You’ve tagged your pink paint to my heart
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