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Always

Like every mislead person in this world I thought you made me happy Or maybe you really did I still remember that pure squeal that seemed to erupt in me the kind that you get when on gigantic, overwhelming rides in amusement parks No, nothing else could explain that internal squeal not the dried fries not the hostile hum of air-conditioning Just you despite how your chair angled away from me despite how busy you were sipping your cola making small talk to our friends to notice my elbows skirt towards you despite how much how many times I tried to deny to myself that it was always you Always.

You

Glide past my humble being As I stand here, invisible to you You so lost in thought And, surrounded by your thoughts your obsession your collection that you genuinely adore I know I must wait no longer Abandon all hopes and give up thoughts of you Notorious is my mind As I forever will remain here, Invisible.

Stay

Stay is a slowly spun word with enough curves to seduce your masculinity to worship an ego you hide well And my boundless humility must amuse you, yes? So why won't you consider? for I have wrecked an image of myself for myself and I am here vulnerable all stakes in your name So, why won't you? Why won't you stay?

You

Remain here For words have run out Their blast-canon intensity As the wind the wave the pair of your gleaming, unmoving eyes catch up with my thoughts faster than I can.

You

Frantic heartbeat Pale-ing Impaling Then deep breaths a moment with guard down Then a voice, that familiar voice its normality shocking because, it is so usual so everyday-like but strikes hard anyway Then a squeak Then a deep breath A barrage of words unstoppable Awkward silence because their earpiece won't hold simultaneous dialogue And then simultaneous silence All the while a rapid, beating heart A quick goodbye Then Shatter Broken Already missing him, that wimp.

You

 I will add you to my infinite collection of "makes no sense" and token you to be my greatest achievement because you are the best thing that has made No sense ever.

You

I am always thinking of  the galaxies I haven't wandered the woods I haven't traversed the words, " And miles before I go to sleep" that I have never had the chance to mouth I constantly dream of a sweetheart in a foreign town, in exotic, distant places. And I almost miss you. You are not foreign You are not a jungle And yet you make me want to dream like all galaxies could not compare to your presence, your smile.                                                                                           ...