dear you, 1/23/2019
you will never stop making my heart beat
and my skin will always start to heat
when i think about you
i have knots in my stomach from hurting you
my throat gets cold and dry when i can't find the right
words to fix my mistakes
of course i would never stop trying,
you are my utmost reason
you make me feel like betraying you
ends with treason
i never wanted to be the one who makes tears fall
from your eyes rather than daises
if i could hold you right now,
i would hum our song in your ear
and tell you how much you really mean to me
i'd take you to the spot in my town
only (now you) and i know about
i thought i had hit rock bottom
and then the floors gave out
you are helping me rebuild
you are the reason my new home won't have doors
or windows
you will always hold the key to my existence
you will always live with that weight on your shoulders
but the fact that you are willing
is what truly makes me want to stay
if crying until my skin is so soggy you could take a bite out of it
means i get to stay with you the rest
of my life
then taste me with everything you have in you
because you are the first person i have ever truly
built a future around
with every suicide note i have ever wrote
your name was at the top of my "i'm sorry" list
with every poem i write
with the word moon in it,
you are always my meaning behind personifying the sun
with every sad day you have, i will make sure you
have a great one to even it out
i will hold your hand
when there is a drought in my mouth
and if you'll let me, i'll be your end of all things
and, i am letting you, be the start of my new beginning.
YOU ARE READING
just like old times
Poetryfor when you need a map of my mind. i am handing you a pamphlet of my being