another lazy night with my heartbeat in my ears
wondering how the clouds moved so low
another morning half awake
with your arms around me
another day we are cracking up at-
basically nothing
basically everything
how the fuck is this real
you leave and this song scratches at the part of my brain
that wants to know you like I know this world
to know you like I know only endings
to know you like I know myself
to know you like I know the oldest songs
to listen to you like this
a long hug and to not let go
our shadows are touching
I am half the things I want to be
and all the things I am trying to get rid of
but this melody has made me
and someday it might break me down
like the way that our paths collide,
the way that I hear you speak
between measures
so I’ll follow this rhythm
like it will build my heart
who knows
maybe it will
Hello there. I haven't read
Hello there. I haven't read your stuff in probably 2 years. You have really grown and blossomed as a writer. This poem kicks Ass. Hope to see more! And IM me sometime if you want.
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.