Beautiful eyes filled with honesty,
Following me in sweet harmony.
As we spoke, our sweet surrenders muffled by a phone.
He wanted forever, or so he said,
He wanted me.
No one, no boy had ever spoken those words, nor had I found them more believable than when he spoke them.
Torturous and fleeting, were the silent moments when I would just listen to his voice, it slowly started to feel like home.
Three months in we started again, even better than before.
I found myself praying he would stay,
He was worth every mile that forced us to separate, every worry, doubt and regret.
He was what I wanted, yet I was so cautious when I replied to his voiced affection, I was afraid he'd leave.
They're good at that, you know.
But he was different, in the most nourishing refreshing way. I found myself lost in his voice when we spoke, he was.. Like the cool autumn breeze, flowing with leaves on a dreary day, watching fireworks explode in the night sky as they scattered like colorful stars, the snowfall before Christmas day, those seconds that pass so quickly as you count down the new year, he was everything amazing, everything important. He was everything to me. Funny how things can change so quickly, he opened me up, made me realize things can be lovely. He filled me up, in the most innocent of ways. The hole that was once empty, gaping, torn was now filled with his love. It scared me, oh it scared me to admit that I might be falling for him even more than I was before, his voice when he's tired, how he tries to make me laugh, his obsession with video games and his deep passion, I'm proud to say I love him. I'm proud to be his. Each little pet name he gives, like a soft touch of breeze against your skin. I've hopelessly, undeniably fallen for him.
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Confessions From Outside the Social Norm
PoesíaA collection of poetry about my struggles with love, heart break, depression, self harm, bullying and being socially unacceptable.