To be entirely honest with you,

It was a while ago.

I know i should've been honest

But growing up taught me my feelings weren't important.

My fuse ignited longer ago

Than i care to admit

And for that i am sorry.

I was burning head to toe,

For too long.

Every inch of my skin took the pain that the tiny trailling spark caused.

That fuse line wrapped itself around my neck till i co...

Started out strong

Didnt we

Time files

And love dies

Its undeniable

We loved

And laughed

You watched me cry

Once was enough

Twice hurt too much

And after three

It just wasnt meant to be

Your first real love

Is destined to be one

To burn the worst

Although we've parted ways

And its sour as citric acid

Our tongues are raw

And cracked

And bleeding

I screamed and shouted

Begged and pleaded...

I have spent my whole life

Loving others "too much"

More than myself

More than life

I have loved to hard

too intensely

too invasively

But i don't think i have

i believe the real issue

is that my love language goes

far too under appreciated

far too often

Shakespeare wrote with so much passion

Just as Michelangelo painted

Everyone love the artists that loves too much and too hard and too i...

Those four walls weren't my own

The paint ever so slightly

A different shade of lonely.

The carpet a little more

Worn down

The closed door just a tad heavier

More final than it should've been.

The air was colder

Not by much

But by enough to notice.

The dark creeped up a tiny bit

Quieter than it should've done

Encasing a bit too tightly.

My eyes don't register this place

As home

Or as sa...

the sound of running water soothes

even the darkest corners of my

withered soul.

caressed by the gentle touch

of soap bubbles

each single one tending to my

broken skin.

breathing in a heavy steam

that hangs in the air so delicately

reguvinaging my

rotting lungs.

the four walls of this wet room

are the only ones that

see me.

and i mean truly see me.

they've seen my scars and stretch ...

He did not confess to me.

but he may as well have.

He did not look me in the eye and admit it.

but he may as well have.

He did not say it out loud.

but he may as well have.

He did not whisper it under his breath.

but he may as well have.

He could not lie to me,

not even a white one.

His lips read far too easily.

His eyes darted far too quickly.

His voice spoke far too fast.

And i...

Stargazing

Never ending gazing.

Nights spent together

Hiding from the weather.

Pupils fixed on the sky

Not a single tear to cry.

Under the shine of the stars

Rather than all those bars.

Cradled by the dark

Lost in a childhood park.

Travelling all the stars in two

Now I don't know what to do.

Looking from my window,

The sky full of stars seems so dead and cold,

A place once so magical ...

Dreams are a paradise

A morning cup of tea

Birthday candles

A warm shower in the bitterness of winter

Home cooked meals

Hands held on romantic walks

Autumn leaves falling orange

Fresh linen scented

Fluffy blankets

and illusions.

Because when your eyes open again

You find that nothing is really

Sunshine and daisies.

The air stings

Skys gone completely grey

Suns no where to be found

Even the g...

Those hazel eyes

Gaze back into my own

And time stops

The hands fall from the clock

The birds stop singing

The winds whistle fades

And all that is left

Are those hazel eyes

They say the most beautiful things in nature

Are the deadliest

But those eyes looking back at me

Hold an intangible amount of

Of pure

Unrefined beauty

And when the light catches them

Just right

They turn

Like warm honey...

They say

As it pertains to Greek mythology

That humans were created with

Two faces

Four arms

Four legs.

Two souls.

But the Gods grew fearful

Of the complete humans

Out of their fear

We were all split

Into two.

We were doomed by the Gods

To spend the rest of our lives

Searching

For our missing, other halves

For the Gods knew

When intertwined with those lost

Other halves

We are too powe...