i asked him
when did you know you wanted me to be yours?
i always did
a change of heart
you didn't come in
like a storm or a stampede.
it was gentle and slow,
like the fog or a creek.
one day i looked at you
with brand new eyes.
and now its only a matter of time
before you're mine.
when we kiss i feel like we're soaring
hungry for more
hands all over
like we could never get enough
its the kind of kissing you see in a movie when you're a kid and the first time you think to yourself 'wow i would actually like to do that with somebody'
i haven't felt that way in a while
this time is different
it had happened to me before.
many times actually.
but never before had there been a video taken of the moment.
and never before had that video been posted on the internet.
you violated me so many times,
haven't you had enough?
to hate is easy.
to love takes courage.
letting go, pt 2
you are outside, still, sleeping in the rain.
i am done trying to invite you inside the house i built with my bare hands for you.
so if you ever decide to get up, don't be surprised when the door is locked.
this house is meant for somebody else now.
your hands on my waist
my toes hanging over the edge of a cliff
to leap is a risk
but i feel okay with you touching me
i unfurl my fingers
which had been grasping onto the thought of you
for far too long
i release you
and quickly the wind sweeps you away
i cannot see or feel you anymore
i am the moon, a quarter full
and you think you see all of me.
i am so much more than i display
so do not act like you know a thing about me.
you are both my trauma and my healing,
my enemy and my rescuer.
you wound me existentially.
you cure me everlastingly.
the thorn in my side and the petals of its flower.