He held my hand
When I offered it out
And took a stand from it
Everyone kicked him to the corner
Out of the border where I was
Leaving him undiscovered
Unrecovered,
Unknown.
He put an arm around me
Putting my feet up on his leg
Not on a bed but instead
During a movie.
No one begged for the feeling;
It was simply being
a meaning to each other
hoping we don't go any farther
to how close we are right now.
He stroked my hair
giving me a stare
Thinking, "No one could compare-
to the beauty of your flaws."
And I saw he wasn't lying
even if I kept implying that he was.
He kissed the temple of my head
Telling me to get out of bed earlier
Saying, "Your over sleeping's a disorder."
I got cornered
But not back into the place I didn't want to be
In his arms, ironically, made me feel free.
He said, "I love you."
Even if he knew I thought it wasn't true
Because he didn't know how to prove
Things he hasn't proven before.
And though I couldn't say it back
He piled those words up in a stack
Planning to build us a shack,
A home
Where he and I would have a throne.
He held my hand
Even if it was too cold
Compared to his own
Which were warm
Compared to my ice shard hand
He'll stand even if it hurts
And still be able to manage to blurt
Out the words, "I love you."
Asking me, "Do you love me too?"
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Poetry Tree
שיריםThis is a collection of poems I've written by myself. This will be on going because this isn't a story, it's basically just a book filled with poems that we're inspired to be written. Thanks for having time to read and have a pleasant day!
