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raw with love Mar 2014
Cold air.
Laughter.
Awkwardness.
It's March.

The wind is blowing
and my heart's
about to turn
to dust,
and butterflies -
I want to **** them
so there's only
us.

The world's reduced
to cold March air
and thumping hearts,
and maddened butterflies,
and our uneven breathing,
and a kiss and
us.
raw with love Mar 2014
all i ask for
is your hand
in my hand;
your chest
pressed to my back;
your thighs to my thighs;
our tangled ankles
and your lips
at the nape of my neck.

and i'm so happy
with just
as much.
raw with love Mar 2014
It is so ******* hard
to smile sometimes.
It is so ******* hard
to wear a mask.
It cracks up, very often,
and there's so much
that I fake.

But then there's you.
You see what's underneath
and I don't have to
fake it anymore

because

there's a monster
hidden there
and you're not scared
and I've never been
so much
alright before.
raw with love Mar 2014
yesterday i felt
i was losing you
and lay awash with fear
but when today
you held me tight
and wrapped yourself around me ,
and squeezed my wrists
and slid my sleeves down
and wiped away my tears;
when you silenced the cry
of my veins
and restricted my desire
to bleed
and embraced me
and fought my demons
for me;
when you whispered to me
not to give in,
i was home
and i was so safe,
and you were my haven.
raw with love Mar 2014
I will haunt your dreams
and stick around in waking hours.
You will find me underneath your skin;
and in your shirt I wore that morning;
and in the empty mug on the table;
and in the pillow that's absorbed my fragrance.

You will see me die and cheat and laugh and love and self-harm.
You will see me in the shadows, in the steam of the shower, in the unmade bed;
I'll be the crease in the sheets, I'll be in the nape of your neck.

You will love me miss me hate me breathe me need me curse me long me destroy me.

I will haunt you.
You won't sleep eat dream love laugh hate breathe live.
I will obsess you.
You'll be sorry that you turned me
into the ghost of who we were,
the ghost of you.
raw with love Mar 2014
i really wish i could do something
to show you that you
matter
that you are so much more
than your body
that you are simply
a bird in a cage
a lovely, beautiful soul
trapped in a meaningless box
to show you that you are
your brilliant mind
and your way with words
and your heart
i wish i could show you
that you are
a glamorous pearl
in the wrong shell
raw with love Mar 2014
when i met you
you were broken
and thrown away
like a toy that's been played with
and ditched

you were hurt
and decayed
and mocked
and pointed at
and put down

they made fun of you
and like stray dogs
****** on your happiness
they chewed on your bones
and made you feel like you
were nothing

and you were crying
because you used to
have a cute cactus in a
ceramic ***
and you used to hold it close to you
when they hurt you
but it was stolen
*

look at me, you beautiful creature
look at me, you vulnerable soul

i'll wrap you up in the blanket of
my sweet loving
i will fix the toy that was broken
and paint it in fresh colours
and never ever play with it
because you're art
and art should be inspiring (which you are)
and cherished (which i'll make sure you will be)

and i will put you on a pedestal
and show you how amazing you are
and make you forget
about all the ******* you've gone through

and i'll give you a new
cute little cactus in a ceramic ***
because who said
you're not allowed to get
a second one in a lifetime?
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