Happy Endings
Understand
... I am not used to happy endings.
And they are a thing you love.
To think you and I could be a reality
Is equivalent to a miracle to me.
My parents weren't forever
And I know what it's like
To be the one to watch happy endings
From afar.
But...
I believe in you.
In forever.
You have made it so.
Red Ribbon, Screenwritten
I think I'm glad
That that red ribbon aisle
Was stretched between us.
Seeing you run to me
Like your life depended on it...
Tossing your coat aside for the whole world to see
Out of breath
And amber eyes shining
It would have been all I could do
To not throw myself into your
Outstretched
Strong
Loving
Arms
And you would take me
Engulf me in your
Blue plaid embrace
And spin me around and around
And I would cry
And tremble
Because I have never had
The honor
Of being held by you.
But the red ribbon
Cut the screenwritten scene
Short and awkward
As I reached for you
And pulled back
Because
Why would I think
I could now have the luxury
To embrace
You
Under any circumstance?
Regardless, it was
Flawless
In our own way
And by driving all night
Like This
You have officially shown me
What I mean to you.
And it is all too much.
I am in tears,
Even if not in your presence.
I am moved by your persistent
Love for me.
Today
Your leather coat
Too big on my skin and bone
But it was safe, it was warm
And it smelled like you
Today I told you my truth
My everything
My biggest quirk
My shameful secrets
And you love me...
Still.
You said, "Where would we be
If all we did was look for the
Flaws
In each other?"
You looked me square in the eyes
With such a warm intensity
To your gaze
And you told me,
"You are NEVER going to lose me."
My stomach turned over and my heart ripped at the broken seams,
Tugging hot tears from behind my eyes.
I looked away so you wouldn't see.
You came all this way...for me.
I Think...
I think you really love me.
Haze
Speechless
Wordless thoughts
Floating through and around my
Mind
But none come
And none leave
I stare, my eyes slowly
Unfocusing
Through the front window
Where I would see
Anyone who comes home
To disrupt my
Haven.
Not certain what comes next
And I vaguely realize
In a strange, detached way
Why it is that you can't stand to fly;
I like knowing, too
What walls lay ahead of my vulnerable forehead in the
Dark.
Because not knowing
Has bruised me too many times.
I understand.
Water is Thicker
Who are we
That the One who
Fabricated life from
Thin air
Would look our way
And love us
With a love unto death?
Who are we,
The blasphemers,
The lukewarm,
The outcasts,
The strangers -
That He would make us
His own?
Water is thicker than blood
This once
Because this love defies man's
Theories
And false truths.
This love is boundless,
And I am awestruck
Forevermore
At its beauty.