I can't explain it
The fact I need to see you
Even if it's looking at your
Old photos
I need to see your blue eyes
And the freckles across your noseI don't know why
But I need to be near you
Even if it means moving away
From everyone I know
I need to breathe in your aroma
And feel the warmth of your hands againFor some reason
I need your lips on mine
Even it means ruining any chance
Of US forever
I need to feel your lips to see if
Maybe we were destined for each otherTell me why
I still want him
Even after all this time has passed
Years and years
I still want him to come back one day
And say he loves meWhy do I want that?
I do not want to love him
He was so cruel to me
So why then
Must I see him
And be around him
And kiss himI can't
I won't say
I'm in love with himHe will leave my mind
After a while
It will all fadeIt's not like his eyes are pools
Of blue light and happiness
That I could lay in all night
They are only blue
Ocean blueBut his hands aren't that soft
They don't bend and curve to
Fit mine perfectly
They are just hands
Lovely handsBesides he doesn't love me properly
He can't kiss me until I'm weak
And my heart is exploding
He can only kiss me
Kiss me like a million starsAnd his habits are stupid
The way his hair gets long and he has to brush it sets from his eyes
The way he taps his finger when he is thinking
Or the bite of his lip when he sees some thing extraordinarily lovelySo I might love him
I might want to see him
And be around him
And kiss me
I might love him with all I am
With every cell of my soul
And every beat of my heartBut that doesn't mean he loves me
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...