how can you even say

the way the world

was just the earth before

you saw their face

how can you describe

the way the wind

was just a breeze before

it became a hurricane

She was the kind of girl I could fall in love with.

Lips that had a few secrets and eyes that held my gaze in a vice.

Every word she spoke went down like red velvet cake.

I rolled them around in my mind,

Like the way I'd enjoy a bourbon after a long hard day.

She was a puma

And I was happy to be under her paw,

If just for this conversation,

Even if she was about to devour me.

Wrap me up in the peace and tranquillity of the darkened night. Shine unto me the light of a million stars.

Cast me no stone

No false tongue

No solitude.

Instead let us sew the seeds of love

In a fertile garden

Free of thorn.

And tie the red string of fate

Forever binding you to thee.

they seem to believe

love exists only in

paper boys, paper girls.

but paper towns like to migrate

and paper skies fly away

paper love gets harder to

find day by day.

so love stories aren't paper

they're written in the stars

invincible and inconceivable

to silly paper hearts.

Love.

Is it written in the stars?

Or is it written by us?

Does it make us who we are?

Or does it ruin our lives?

Love.

Is it made through much effort?

Or is it just natural?

Does it hail from a Maker?

Or does it hail from Nature?

Love.

Is it the sweetest of wines?

Or is it the most fowl meat?

Does it make lives intertwine?

Or does it complicate things?

Love.

Is it bought and can be sold?

Or is it something that's earned?

Does it remain when we're old?

Or does it leave with the wind?

It's like eating your favorite ice cream on a warm summer night.

It's like that first sip of coffee in the morning.

It's like your first good memory as a child.

It's like a cool breeze on a hot day.

It's like laughing so hard your ribs hurt.

It's like the fresh smell of spring.

It's like pay day.

It's like singing and dancing around when no one is watching.

It's like waking up from a beautiful dream.

It's like a sun shining and bird chirping day.

It's like a good warm hug that changes everything.

Day and Night

You run through my mind

Just a sight of you

My body's filled

with so much warmth

Butterflies erupting

The happiness swells on my chest

Tomorrows are something

to look forward to

To see your smile

Kiss those tender lips

Feel your arms wrapped around me

I am overwhelmed

with thoughts of you

Yet you don't notice me.

For hours, I toil at my armor

Layer upon layer, chunk upon chunk

I don it with pride- nothing can touch me!

But one glance from those eyes, and I am stripped bare

Shivering, exposed, as I stare into your face

Your gaze

can cut

through diamond.

It was always you- no other soul could bring me to tears with a one look

No other soul could make me lose my grace with one smirk

No other soul could have me at their feet with one word

Somehow I’ve gotten myself lost in this labyrinth, twisted and dark, slithering every which way, scrambling into dead ends that echo with your earnest sweet words

I’m searching to see where you’ve laced them with cyanide, but then why are flowers the only thing that I hear?

Your dancing eyes have got me spinning and I just can’t seem to stop

I’m really quite smart, but I sense that there’s something I’m missing when hummingbirds are pecking from inside my chest and my cheeks are blooming carnations and finally, finally, I realise- it’s you

and her, together, I’m watching, and my delicate heart has slipped out of my grasp, splitting into shards of silvery glass and the slivers embed themselves inside, one with my flesh, buried too deep to extract- Each step, each breath pierces through my body and I just can’t go on but I do

Once I got stung by a wasp and my arm was a bursting tomato and I thought I knew pain but now I know it was mercy

I’m caught in a shrieking gale, yanking out fibers of my essence, and I’m so cold, so alone

Waiting for the numbness that comes with frostbite but it never does

Just pinpricks

Wouldn’t it be better if we didn’t have to feel?

My emotions are a cruelty

Your existence a mockery

of what I shouldn’t be saying, shouldn’t be feeling, shouldn’t be thinking, shouldn’t be, shouldn’t, shouldn’t, shouldn’t,

I am

A prisoner to this wretched demon of Hel

And there’s nothing-I-can-do-about-it.

Screw you!

Because no matter what I do: shut my eyes and hide under the covers and pretend I’m asleep just another fantasy I thought up lalala la

I can’t hide forever

So here’s to stupidity!

I love you

But you wouldn’t care.

‘But I love you,’ she cried,

Holding the sleeve of his button-up shirt

In her sweaty hand,

‘You said you loved me too.’

He honestly hadn’t meant to hurt her,

Hadn’t lied to her on purpose,

But love is fickle, isn’t that what

they say?

The first time he saw her

He could hardly believe how beautiful she was.

Later she had let him do things to her no other girl

Ever had.

He just didn’t feel the same now.

‘I’m sorry,’ he said, eyes down,

‘I did love you. I did mean it when I said it.’

She let go of his arm, and

Wiped the tears from her face, and he could see her

Summoning a type of courage deep inside.

'Please,’ she whispered, ‘please don’t leave me.’

He shook his head trying to hide the

Wetness on his own cheeks.

'I’m sorry, I really don’t know

What else to say,' as he took a step back.

‘I hate you,’ she choked out, then turned

And walked away, not looking back.

He didn’t blame her, he hated himself a

Little right then too.