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DElizabeth Aug 2023
i had a smile on my face

a pep in my step

and a light that never left

it never even strayed...

i knew i was made for love

but no clue for a one like this...

felt i was too much or not enough

and that you'd eventually see that through...

"i am not leaving as long as you want me here...you're stuck with me"

you'd say over and over and over...

but no amount of repetition would convince me otherwise.

you'll see someday i thought...
one day you'll see i'm too much & you'll run away
as if it is bound to happen...

but until then...
DElizabeth Aug 2023
and even after all that we have done

the war is always fought but never won

i swear i thought you were the one

and "old habit"

is this all that i have become?
DElizabeth Aug 2023
this is the poem
i am convinced i will never be ready to write.

this is the poem
i have been avoiding writing
because i know the depth of it...
the depth of what we had
& how difficult it is to capture it.

we know how it was.
we know how it is.

we know how we wanted it to be
& we know how it didn't get to be.

even writing it now
makes the lump in my throat grow wider
& the tears that have waited this long to be let out
make a caleidescope of my eyes...

your pale blue eyes
& your hands as warm as a fire
faded in the distance during a winter snow storm
in the middle of nowhere...

you came out of no where
& when i wasn't looking...
they say that's when you find it
is when you least expect to...

that was you for me.

we had so many sparks
we could set this town ablaze...
so much chemistry
we could create a thousand new & undiscovered elements...
& far much more in common that we or anyone
would have ever guessed...

but we knew how it was...
we know who we were...

we had lightning in a bottle,
you said to me
right before you left...
and then someone removed the lid
you said to me
moments before my heart gave out...

i could never forget how it was...
because how could i?...

i will never forget the way we were...
because how is that possible?...

i will never forget the way it felt
as we fell head over heals,
risked everything for this lightning,
as we sat with our feet barely touching the ground
watching as those warm, bright summer days past us by...

i will never forget how the inner edges of your eye brows would raise up when you could just tell how i was feeling.
the way your cheeks turned baby pink, flushed when i kissed you on your birthday that night in my car,
or the way you'd look up at me unable to speak when i'd merely graze you i had that profound of an impact on you...

i will never forget those hours you spent painting & drawing for me or pouring your darkest most vulnerable parts of you onto paper...nor will i forgive myself for letting you down...
when i made you hurt...
when i made you scream...
when i made you frustrated...
when i made you cry...
when i made you feel unseen.

i will always remember to allow myself to feel, to remember, & smile when i hear the music that belongs to us...
the quiet moments only we know...
the moments where we could just say anything & just be ourselves & allow ourselves to be
fully known
fully seen
fully heard
fully loved
fully cared for
fully understood
fully accepted
...

we will always have that lightning...
no one can take something like that away from us.
we will always have our bottles,
cherished, remembered, & tucked away safe...
maybe one day we'll rebottle some of that again...
DElizabeth Aug 2023
you prefer orange juice with
pulp in it because it tastes
more fresh, more natural
and i'm convinced i've never felt more understood

i tell you i'm sorry
for things i know i have no need to be

but you tell me
not what you think i want to hear
but what's honest, what's true
and it's everything i need to hear
DElizabeth Aug 2023
one yellow rose
& a bundle of baby's breath

i shift my gaze from the
browning petals
to your familiar face

& that was the moment i knew
i wanted you
and wanted you to want me too
DElizabeth Aug 2023
tummy aches

& bad dreams.

lightning storms

& rolling thunder.

blankets piled high

& frost-nipped toes.

fears yet to be discovered

rational or irrational?

nightmares of obsessing over what to wear

meanwhile you aren't thinking of me . . .

night terrors of overthinking myself

but your parents don't like me after all.

i wake up

i wake up

wiping a warm tear from rolling down my flushed cheek

& i am relieved

but proceed with caution now . . .

these are the bad dreams that are far more frightening, because they feel far too real. . . far too possible. . .

i sit up & get a glimpse of my clock as the moon watches me, bold & bright, from it's place in the vast indigo sky, staring right at me, wishing it could provide any kind of comfort but knows it can't.

the night is slow & still too young,

but i hope that it's okay that i am thinking of us . . .

so much that has yet to unfold

& we said we have all of the time in the world,

we said there's no need to rush,

but darling i feel the urge to let you know

that i want us to last

i want us to last

i want to have something to hold

something to fight for

something to protect

something so soft but so sure . . .

& i know it's been a while

but i want something real

something honest

something unbreakable

something resilient

darling, i want to bounce back stronger with no one else but you . . .

i've done my time

i've payed my dues

i've looked for years & found what i want

what i need

what i desire

& then you stopped by

just to say hi

& changed the way i look at everything . . .

i've had my days

i've changed my ways

from parties & plays

to long dreamy summer days . . .

i've had my expectations

i've had my demands,

i've had my moments & mistakes

my passions & pitfalls . . .

i lost myself

in order to come back to a stronger & perpetually evolving imperfect version,

always simultaneously a

work in progress

and a

mastermind masterpiece

an effortless work of art that dove straight through endless golden summers full of pipe dreams & rose-colored lenses

to falling straight into the arms of seemingly endless rainy gray days full of melancholy, pining, & heart aches . . .

i've served my sentence

i've asked my questions,

but most importantly i've gotten my answers.

every last one of them, but you . . .

i just need to know now darling, am i the something you want too? . . .

can i be your everything, nothing more nothing less? . . .

& if you say yes, would it be the truth & nothing but the truth? . . .

darling, can i be yours & you be mine,

constant & 'till the end of time? . . .

i'm ready to risk it all

& take the fall . . .

to trust you & put my heart on the line,

to be yours & make you mine . . .

i'm willing to put it all in the past,

so darling, please tell me

do you want us to last?
DElizabeth Aug 2023
~

it has only been a few weeks,
but we confess it feels more like home
than anything & to our surprise

my body sinks deeper and deeper into
slumber & safety within your warm & familiar embrace,
my mind, a now soundless space as
my heart reaches a state of harmony alongside it

& even as we lay still & silent,
firm yet gentle with one another
and we fall into reassuring peace full of newness,
i don't have it in me to reach up & touch you . . .

everything i touch shatters or stains . . .
and i couldn't sleep at night
knowing that.

as we lay in perfect silence
wrapped within & folded into each other,
no one but the
incense that has fallen onto your dresser
& your ceiling painted a pale color i barely remember
witness this innocent scene . . .

your hand slowly reaches up
& grazes my chin, raising it to meet your sleepy gaze

hearts racing but beating just the same,
foreheads barely touching

our lips softly come together,
and for the first time in forever
i feel free . . .

when you kiss me
everything else fades to gray,
the rest of the world falls away,
all sense of time, lost
i can't remember how to breathe
& i suddenly forget how to move . . .

it's different this time, here with you

everything that once shattered & stained by my touch now shimmers & shines . . .

i feel your hands move slowly
as they touch me in ways
that used to hurt but now only heal . . .

i want to stay here
like this
with you

i want to feel this
right here
right now
& every day
from here on out . . .


~
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