When I'm with him, It feels safe--normal. I don't have to fight To get a droplet of love. He gives it willingly, Something your actions Failed to give and Your words failed to say. When I'm with him, It feels like time has stopped. For countless hours. Timeless with so much joy. I don't have to chase him, To get a droplet of love. He holds me tight, He kisses my forehead with care. When I'm with him, He never fails to amaze me. By his grace and patience. By his attention and humor. I don't argue with him Like I did with you. Where every word stung. Where every action burned. Believing that I wasn't  Good enough for you. Believing that I was  The problem. He doesn't make me feel small. He doesn't make me feel unworthy. To the point where I'd lose myself Just to get a droplet of love. When I'm with him, I can conquer the world. He supports me in ways  You could not. He respects my family  And fits in like a puzzle piece I had been missing When

Wilted Red Rose

Ever since you left, I've felt more alone, More distant, More not myself. Like a wilted red rose , Searching for water And sunlight so its petals Can bloom again. But the soil beneath the Wilted red rose Is dry and sad. The sunlight non-existent. Ever since you left, I've felt the world stop. Time stopped existing, But the separation between us Has grown further apart. Strangers in the darkest Of nights, waiting for the Sunlight to illuminate  Our broken and lonely hearts. My skin missing the tips of Your fingers, gently outlining My body, generating goosebumps All over my skin. That feeling has been missing For almost two years and  No one has compared to you. Your bright brown eyes Staring into mine as if they Somehow belonged. Our bodies piecing together As if we were some grand puzzle. The shiver you generated through My body was something inexplainable. Just how my heart doesn't fail To beat to your name rolling through My mind as if you were meant to be there. Living

If I Were To Write Our Story

If I were to write our story. Do you know what I'd write? I'd write you in the perfect light. Where the sun glazes over  Your brown marbles, Beneath your glasses, And where the wind kisses Away your tears. You always wanted me  To write our imperfect Love story and even if We didn't end up together We made one hell of a story. Mesmerized by your ability  To play the piano as if your Eyes were closed. As if you composed the music. Perfectly and undeniably amazing. If I were to write our story, I'd hold you in my arms. I'd kiss your cheeks, I'd whisper in your ear, I'd dig my face into the Crook of your neck. I'd make us get married. I'd make us grow a family. I'd make us better at communicating. I'd make us last forever. If I were to write our story, I'd close my eyes and find you. I'd write a story where we  Were made for one another. Instead of living in this life Where you didn't let me in, Where you didn't let me love you.

Disney Magic

Christmas lights down Main Street, your brown Eyes beneath the sky Your smile so shy. Two years ago, Our heartbeat so slow Counting the seconds Between every caress. Churros, popcorn, New Orleans, Kisses that felt like fireworks. Holding me close to your body As the cold blew against our cheeks. Holding hands, whispering In each other's ears as we  Waited in line for the next Ride of our lives. This was the moment Where I believed we  Were going to last forever, Holding onto Disney Magic. Photos in front of  Walle & Eve, your smile So magical that it felt  Like a dream. A dream I never thought I'd wake up from. The way you looked into  My eyes couldn't be fake. Or could it?  How did I let my dream Consume my judgement? As you held me close During the Haunted Mansion. Stealing kisses when it was  Dark enough, my skin Trembling every time you touched me. My arms wrapped around  Your neck as you held me At my waist, feeling so tiny. Pulling you closer. I dug my face beneat

Memory Lane

A trip down memory lane, Ice skating, laughing, lovin' Your smile branded into my brain. Our hearts beating, woven Together like lace. A perfect day, stilled Frozen in cold space. Our bodies thrilled. Your laugh echoing in my ears, My hands kissing your cheeks. Hopeful for the years, Ahead, even in the upcoming weeks. A trip down memory lane, White Hallet Davis & Co.  Singing in the time of rain. The notes falling like snow. Your lips touching mine Behind a rolled down window, Hoping that time will make it fine. That I won't miss you. It's been two years since that Moment, social media doesn't fail To remind me of my prince. As if I'm behind bars in jail. Waiting for you to release me, Hoping you'd come home. So I can rejoice in glee. Maybe take a trip to Rome. A trip down memory lane, Weary kisses from a well-fed nap. Love running through my veins. Our bodies filling in the gap. Holding you closely to my body. Branding your touch into my skin. You were alwa


Your eyes were my favorite The chocolaty surface That gazed into my face With simplicity and truth. My heart fluttering by Your touch that Friday Evening beneath the stars. Your touch felt like a piece Of Heaven, so beautiful. I felt like I had the world Because I had you. My childhood love Igniting that ember  Inside my heart. Revived, New, Transformed. The touch of your skin Electrified all my senses As I pulled you close on That one humid night. The promise of Forever Stained your lips with A brokenness I didn't  Think was possible Until seven months later. When you played the piano I felt my heart drum To the rhythm of your tune. The softness of your hair Was also one of my favorites. Raking my fingertips  Through your hair  Gave me an ease I didn't know existed. The beat of your heart Synched with mine Like two bodies  But one soul. Most of all, my best  Favorite thing Was you loving me The way I loved you. Sitting beside me  As I dug my face into The crook of your neck. S

One Morning

It's weird I woke up One morning with  A heavy chest, And soaked pillows. Wrapped up in your Green jacket, the one You gave me when We went ice skating. Knowing that the sun Shined brightly through The windows but that my Eyes were stained with sadness. Waking up to a morning With the lack of good Morning texts that said,  "Good morning Darling" A phrase that always lit Up my face brighter than The sun itself. But my  heavy heart Fell into the acid of my stomach. I woke up one morning Knowing that you weren't Mine to hold, to love, and To keep safe. My arms were empty And the memories leaked Out only the bad ones. I willed for the good ones To flood my mind. To make me forget. To understand what happened. Begging to hear those three words again. They were silent. You fell silent  And I blamed myself for it. Blamed myself for the tears In your eyes, the Poison spilling from your tongue, The storm inside your mind, And the