Songs playing in the back ground as we talk about love & life.
Laughs coming & going as conversations change.
Your sweet smile makes an appearance everytime our eyes meet.
The music continues to play but I don't hear a single word.
All I hear is my heart beating as I anxiously worry about not fucking up this moment.
You say those words & I just smile because who can ever top that?
Who can reply to the words "I am happy to have you in my life" & it have equal value?
A "me too" isn't appropriate.
But your hands are on the side of my face & our lips centimeters apart
and I feel that feeling in my gut.
Of love & hope, maybe even a full stomach,
Of dreams & schemes we will make & conquer.
Of everything I could ever pray for, how it's all right here in front of me.
I know you don't need me to say anything after your statement.
How this peaceful silence is enough for you yet I must speak.
I must respond, yet
All I have is "me too"
YOU ARE READING
Pathetic Poetry
PoetryHere lies the things that were untold, until now. Please give credit if taken. Pictures come from my own photography or the internet.
