Written Slam Poetry

Firework Love

I spend so much time thinking about myself

alone in my empty house

that people caring about me seemed like a bothersome event.

But it was different with you.

It IS different with you.

It's like I wanted  you to care.

I want you to be nosy.

I want you to care so much it annoys people.

it would be stupid of me to say that you don't care.

i know you do.

But I want you to care even more.

Which is sad to say

because i know that I care about you as much as you care about me.

I know that you love me.

I know.

I love being loved.

You have yet to leave me, and I love you for that.

There are a million things I want to do with you.

I want to do every single one before our time is up.

For once, I really want to make sure that you'll always love me.

Because for once, I'm starting to care so much that it hurts me.

I'm starting to care so much that it annoys people.

I care so much, because I love to see you smile.

And I love the sound of your voice,

the touch of your hands,

the color in your eyes.

I spend so much time thinking about myself,

but now I spend that time thinking about me and you.

And I hope this little span on time where everything is perfect lasts as long as it can.

I hope that the love we share never dies.

I want it to brag like a firework shot into the sky on a perfectly clear night.

I want our love to explode,

but without fizzle,

without fail.

I want it to explode

and multiply

and never stop growing.

I'm glad I spend my time thinking about you.