You’re still here.
Every day, you’re still here.
I broke up with you but apparently that changes nothing now.

Some days you make me so mad I have to leave the room
And some days I leave the room because
All I want to do
Is kiss you

When will this stupid feeling go away.
Can I ever stop loving you?
This isn’t fair.
To either of us.
And now she’s involved.
Someone else is falling in love with me,
Hoping that she can trust that I’ve fallen out of love
With you
And here I am
Stuck in the middle
Still with no idea
Of what I want

And you’re still here.
In this heart that insists
On still beating.

For some reason
The error page
Is what broke my heart

I could write you
Five hundred poems
To explain to you what changed in me.
But that would require
Me
To understand
Myself

Love is dangerous
Love is safe.

Love is easy
Love is hard.

Love is terrible
Love is beautiful.

Love is rough
Love is gentile.

And kind.
And honest.

Love forgives
And cherishes
And values.

Love changes with you
And never questions why
She grows with you
And helps to ease the pains.

She walks with you
Picking you up when you fall
And holding the light
When you need to tie your shoes.

Love will hold the umbrella
When it rains on your face
And slap you with sunscreen
When life is getting a little too sunny.

Love reminds you to brush your teeth
If only because she doesn’t want to kiss you
When you have awful breath.
And love makes you wash your hands
Because she knows that if you get sick,
She’s going down with you.
And she doesn’t have time for that.

Love wants you to take care of yourself
Because she needs to take of herself
And while you are separate,
Individuals,
You are one and the same.

Love will make fun of you
When you’re being ridiculous,
And look at you like no one else exists
When you’re in sweats and a t-shirt.

Love with cuddle with you
When you feel disgusting after a long day
And tell you to get the heck off her bed
When you’re sweating like a man.

She will love you when you’re afraid,
When you’re brilliant,
When you’ve done something to please her,
When you don’t deserve it.

And love will get mad at you when you're awful,
When you’re being insensitive,
When you’re a ****,
And for reasons you don’t understand.

Love will wonder
Why you love her,
Why you stick it out,
Why you think she’s beautiful.

Love might want an answer
But sometimes there’s no way to say
That the mood swings
The difficulties
The roller coaster;
The warmth
The joy
The safety;
That everything about her
Is the best thing that ever happened to you.

I want to have wrinkles when I grow old
From laughing at how funny you think you are.

I want to have terrible, achy knees,
From spending a lifetime dancing with you.

I want an arm that permanently curves
To match the way you like it when you lay your head on my shoulder.

I want a hand
That has forgotten what it feels like on its own.

I want eyes
That can't forget your face
And a brain
That can have conversations with the tone of your voice.

I want feet
That are forever warm from being shoved against your legs before sleep.
And arms
That always fit around you perfectly.

I want my lips
To always curve into a grin whenever they see you
And my mouth
To never forget what it feels like to feel yours against it.

I want to forget how many years we've been together
Because we've been together that long.

I want the scars to fade
The fears to dwindle
The nerves to subside.
I want the hurt forgotten
The walls to crumble
The lines to fade.

I want trust to grow
Words to flow
Ideas to sprout.

I want to celebrate with you,
Grieve with you,
Live with you,
Love with you.

I want safety and security
In your arms
Forever.

I've never experienced anything
As addicting
As kissing
Her