Thorns of roses on her skin, the tears of death in her hair.
You might see the flowers blooming in her veins and the ember in her wake, and you'll never know her enough.
Yet her smile could sweeten something sour, her laughter could brighten a dark skyline. Her chubby cheeks so hypnotic I could stare for hours.
I tried, and I tried.
I can't get her smell out of my nose,
Her taste out of my lips,
Her touch out of my hands,
Her voice out of my ears,
Her warmth out of my heart,
Her,
I can't get her out of my mind.
She saved me from my darkest days;
Yet she poisoned me in a million ways.
I crave the rush that comes with her presence, she make me burn hotter than any flame. She melt my insides to oblivion, leaving behind just a temporary bliss.
Because when we kiss, it was like spending a life time chasing a horizon. Only to let it slip right through my fingertips like sand.
When we kiss, it was like having the freedom of a kid. Watching raindrops race down the window in the back seat of my dad's car in a thunder storm. Not a care in the world other then those two raindrops. And which will fall first.
When we kiss, it felt as if it was a fucked up holiday filled with motel sprees and things not going to planned. Creating the kind of memories that would last a life time.
Waking up next to you felt as if I was waking up in a city that never sleeps. Broken lampposts flickering reflecting an illusion of my nights smoking next to you.
I see poems of love, inspirations to write and letters of hope then.
Now I see slashes and streams of ink flowing all over my broken soul.
I was painted with purple and yellow, resulting in shades of Crimson. Bleeding in heartbreak and sorrow.
All I see is blackness drowning me, pulling me deeper, spluttering as waves of darkness fill me in.
Now I no longer see the sun set, I see the sun drowning. I don't see the sun raising, I see it struggling to stand up, seconds after seconds, hours after hours, day after day.
You are relentless in haunting me, with a million ways to unravel the deepest corners of my mind. Places where I kept you tucked away, ravaging into my deepest fears.
