Words rolling off my tongue whispering screaming begging you to notice anyone to notice, really
to notice the wet stains on the pillow to notice the sadness in the angry words that the glitter in our eyes is more than just the spark of life
please listen to me and yet you look at me and ask me Have you said something?
you poison my thoughts flowing through every vein of my body i need an antidote, a cure, a remedy
the universe not revolving around the sun but revolving around you if i’m honest you always outshone the sun and the stars and the moon i need an antidote, a cure, a remedy
but to be fair it is not you who poisons my thoughts how could it be you if you’re my antidote, my cure, my remedy
what’s most important? you.
what’s most important? the way you laugh. i can’t seem to get enough from your laughter because honestly? it’s salvation.
what’s most important? your touch. electrifying and yet so calming lifting one up into the highest levels of the sky and yet so grounding.
what’s most important? your feelings. if you’re sad and if you’re happy. if you’re content. i want to feel the emotions as if they were my own because yours or mine what does it matter?
what’s most important? you. everything you are, because you are everything.
forever. i want that every moment with you lasts for an eternity. you make life last forever. the moment i look in your eyes i feel like time stops, everything stops. the world stops spinning, you and i are the only ones breathing. breathing the same air, watching the same clouds in the sky.
i want to lose myself in your presence, in your smell. and god, you’re so heavenly. heavenly charming, in a way no one else is. no one is even close to being comparable with you, because no one makes life feel like eternity. forever, a never ending dream.
In the heart of the city, under the neon lights, our paths crossed, igniting endless nights. That night/ I realized not the moon nor the stars were lightening up my world That night/ I realized it was you The way your green eyes were shimmering under the dark night sky and that was the first time I actually realized how beautiful they were, not the moon and not the stars; but your eyes.
I never realized how delicate it was, the way you look. That night/ I felt like my heart was bursting and it has ever since then
filled up with feelings, too much to handle.
Every time I am near you, I feel like I can finally breathe. But at the same time, the oxygen never fills my lungs. I feel so much, but can only show so little. Because now, now I am only one of many. I cant help but be fearful of what's coming/ I dont want to lose you in the chaos of my feelings
Why, why right now and why you? Why do I feel like you're the sun shining in my face, warming my heart. Why are you the first person I feel comfortable around, why you and why right now?
I feel like my world is upside down, but it's right this way.
Why are you the first person where I can truly be myself, with all the emotions and feelings I have? Why does my life feel empty when you are not around? I have this stupid smile on my face, a smile that I haven't had in so long. A smile that I never had until now. This feeling is lightening up a fire in my heart, one that is not burning but rather warming. Why does it feel like this with you/
I want to tell you that it's your fault, with your cute smile and big eyes and gentle touches; I want to tell you that it's your fault, the way you talk and dress and act, I want to tell you that it's your fault, the way you're passionate about the things you love, with your shy personality, I want to tell you that it's your fault, because you never fail to make me laugh; because of you I am all over the place.
and why/ why you and why right now?
Every day was the same. The sound of the alarm. The same routine. But one day, it changed. One day, getting up wasn’t hard anymore. Every single morning was a gift, no matter if the sun shone or if drops fell from the sky. the birds sang their song.
the world felt full of life. the world felt alive.
I hated her. I hated the way she looked, the way she talked. The way she moved. Her youthful smile, the long, blond hair. I hated her, because she was everything I was not. Envy. Jealousy. But eventually, even she grew up. Eventually, she lost her youthful smile, substituted by wrinkles. Her blond hair turned grey and her flowing movements became stiff. I hated her, but not anymore.
