Falling

You called me poetic,

Your words sucked me in,

Felt the warmth right

through the surface of your skin.

Covered in ink,

A map to your heart,

I knew I was in trouble, right

From the start.

It’s you. It’s me. Its love.

It’s us. It’s right. It’s flaw.

We shined so big,

So quick, we were on our way

We chased the fire, Got burned

but you still asked me to stay.

We made every minute count

Counted every minute apart

You got me and spoke the same.

Laughing and loving and laughing again.

That kiss. That beach, that memory. That ride. That trip. Our story.

We stumbled and fell,

Like a record, on repeat

A challenge at times

In the face of defeat.

A wish. A breath. A step. A beat. A push. A misstep.

Through it all, every fall,

From a walk To a crawl.

Through the wreckage we scour

Trusting universal power.

It brought us together.

And now broken-hearted

Still destined but lost.

The fate of our love

Held ransom, at the highest cost.

Ourselves as one. Together we failed. But still I yearn for that same love to prevail.

The ghosts. The pain. The haunt. The past. The future. The want.

Get over it, they say.

You’re better off this way.

Maybe, maybe one day.