i wasn't planning on posting another poem today, but today is me and my platonic husbands friendiversary and i wanted to post these poems i wrote for them <3
falling:
my love for you was never romantic.
that goes without saying.
but it doesn't change the fact that i fell for you.
maybe fallen is the wrong word.
its not strong enough.
what i feel for you is strong and undeniable.
almost harsh.
perhaps i violently tripped and plummeted for you.
plummeted into platonic love.
but its also soft and sweet.
its comfort itself.
maybe tripped and i floated.
drifted down a rabbit hole for you,
just the way alice did.
well, maybe it doesn't matter what i call it.
i love you.
and thats all that matters.
requited:
i'm not used to being loved back.
romantic, platonic,
it never mattered.
it was never quite unrequited,
but it close.
i was the second choice.
no one needed me like i needed them.
i was used to it.
it was familiar,
almost comforting.
but you,
you.
you changed that.
you're my first choice,
and you make me feel like yours.
a new feeling i'm not used to.
it rots my soul backwards.
pulls the rust from my bloodstream.
it's the only feeling i wanna feel.
the feeling of you loving me the way i love you.
YOU ARE READING
my poetry isn't real ☆
Poetry"i'm a poet in the sense that i write poetry. god awful poetry that doesn't rhyme or make sense" a collection of poems, tackling all sorts of topics, from all kinds of inspirations, from a writer who's sure his work is nothing more than pretty words.
