POETRY

fire

i wish to say this in the warmest way possible, for i would never want to hurt you more than i already have.

but i still don't know why i love you.

i'm supposed to hate your starry eyes and the way your smile lights up like iridescent lighting in every single room.

you hurt me more than i could comprehend but i still have this burning feeling in the pit of my stomach only you could put there. i tend to fall in love with fiery personalities, (who tend to burn me every time i try to get close to them). but you seemed different.

i thought you could be the icy savior that walled me off from the deadly fire that was exposed in heart, and i though that i could fall in love with you, you could phone me late at night, and everything would be okay. We could've had movie nights and i could write poetry for you, and you could read it and smile.

but just like the broken heartedness of the situation, the fire eclipsed my heart, and now look at us.