Love, _________

The Storyteller and The Poet

I love you

Is a whisper

I need you

Is a scream

I want you

Is a thought

I'm with you

Is a dream

I am a woman of words

I paint them around me

In a beautiful wall

No one will tear down

Due to the picture on the surface

I'm safe behind these sounds

No one will read past them

No one

Except maybe you

Because you found the crack

You saw inside my shelter

Now you know too much

I'm terrified

You are a man of memories

Always telling stories

Giving me so many to think about

Before I fall asleep at night

Your laughter, I pull out from a crowd

I can hear your voice

Even in silence

Because you're inside my head

As I rerun the quotes you've said

Is there a reason you are a storyteller

Are you like me

Hiding behind the sound

Of your own melodic voice

What happens when the girl

Who paints pictures

Meets the boy

Who sings stories

She stepped out through the crack

To see how it was in his arms

He reached for someone else

To see how it was to have a friend

He whispered in her ear

Tell me a story

And with her words

She painted herself

A broken body on the ground

He held her closer

And changed the picture

A beautiful girl with a smile on her lips

Perception is all in the beholder

So they held each other

Till their bodies crumbled

Into words

For everyone else to read

On her walls

The insides said save me

He told stories

To keep people around

Two lonely people

They found what they needed

In another lonely soul

They meet in dreams

To share their mutual feelings

They meet in memories

To do everything they couldn't

They meet in a room

To become explorers

And embark in explorations

Of just how deep their feelings go

Is this story about

Who we are

Or

Who I want us to be

Is this about two kids

Getting high off of touch

Or two characters

I created with vivacious intents

Me and You are not invented

We were discovered

To be good ideas

Unlike all the terrible ones I make

And the ones you pull me out of

You're my one good idea

I'm your one bad idea

We balance each other out

With the beauty of the words

We will always speak

Those promises

I love you

Is a fact

I need you

Is a demand

I want you

Is a statement

I'm with you

Is a reality