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You're going to warm me up,
Or burn me down
It's 4.47am,
We promised each other we'd try to sleep at 3.08am,
But I'm consumed by thoughts of you,
And this happiness and affection that'***** us out of nowhere;
Scares me.
I fear not a change of your heart,
For I've been there before,
Walked on that shaky floor,
I fear inadequacy,
You meteor of a person,
I want you to have the best,
And with no intent of self deprecation,
No tolerance for being told I'm worth it,
I know I will fall short,
I love you more than any emotion I've ever known,
But I want to feel okay about you loving me too.
Good night
I do not want this play to be a tragedy
But I'm afraid that may be all that's left for you and me
I wish we could put this puzzle back together
Like we're not missing any pieces
But there's a hole, so much space between us
I wish I wasn't miles away, maybe it would be easier
Because I want to run my hands through your hair and press our foreheads together
But I'll cover my mouth, now I've said too much
Shown too much of my heart
And I think that's dangerous
This play, afterall, is a tragedy.
 Jul 2016 Cyrille Octaviano
AK93
This is the place where we fall apart, standing over the cliff with hearts in hand, making the leap to the promised land. This is the place where we swallow the dark, never to play broken parts ever again, I'm sorry I brought you here my friend
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