Poem for your Thoughts?
'Well, I know how I can be..."
And here I am waiting on truth to finally fall from that beautiful mouth of yours,
so I can actually know how you can be.
For something not cloaked in half truths under a moon so full, you cannot hide in the shadows of something so beautiful it hurts your heart.
And you hurt my heart.
Maybe you know this.
I have a feeling you know what kind of string pull my limbs towards you, how to pull my eyes to look for that smirk of yours.
And I know what it means to dance for others, hell I know how to dance for myself, but lately you are all my eyes look for, what my heart wants to hold.
Now don't get it twisted, I don't aim to possess. My body isn't a home for another, it is a landing pad for someone just as strong as me to look to for comfort on days when you are so vulnerable from a moon so beautiful it illuminates all of your ugly parts.
And I think you have ugly parts, because you bring out my ugly parts.
There are days I hate you. I roll my eyes and look for something better than you. I laugh at your fickle nature, hoping that you come back to me...
And you do just that: you come back when I am almost done with your name on my lips and your mouth on my mind.
I haven't even kissed you yet, but somehow I know you'd taste like freedom.
Maybe you don't want to be free.
Maybe you already are so free,
so why look for more from a woman who can't stop thinking of you?
You don't need those type of "chains".
At least that's what you think of
when you think of commitment.
We disagree on this.
And isn't that what heartbreak is?
So can you help me let you go? Can you not flirt with my fantasies,
or better yet my heart?
Respect me enough to give up on me. So I can give up on you. Completely.
I want to breath and taste freedom from someone else, at least give me that much.