I think of little else these days,
You're always on my mind,
So tonight while I write,
It's no surprise you are there again,
I think about the way we move together,
About how our bodies fit as one broken piece should,
About how when you hold my hand I can feel nothing else,
I think about when you kiss me and how fireworks go off,
Every single time,
I think about that first moment when I looked at you,
Really looked at you,
And my heart kinda stopped,
It was like time stood still just long enough,
To burn that moment forever into my memory,
I think about the way you look at me,
Like you know I'm a bad idea but you'll dive in head first anyway,
I think about the way your voice sounds,
A beautiful melody that drifts on the wind,
I think about you all the time,
So it's no surprise you are here,
Lingering in the back of my thoughts,
Dancing in my scattered dreams.
YOU ARE READING
My Broken Thoughts
PoésieSo these are some poems I've written over the last few years. Warning some are pretty depressing while others are mushy love poems. The ones with dates as titles are my super old poems from 2015 Hold on and enjoy the wild ride of my broken thoughts.
