Poetry By Porcelain Prince

Are You Her

If you're her
You will notice me out of everyone else.
In a crowded room your eyes will wander towards me slowly.
You'll approach me.
You'll start to notice little things.
Things that matter to no one else but you.
You'll look into my doughy drown eyes as your heart quickens it's pace inside your chest.
You'll laugh at my jokes.
You'll gravitate towards me ever so slightly.

If you're her.
I'll fall swiftly.  As will you.
Minutes turn into days spent wrapped up in each other's arms.
The sound of my voice will be the only sound you want to hear.
When I hold you you will feel at home for the first time.

If you're her.
I will have bad days.
I will argue with you.
We will say things we don't mean in the heat of the moment.
I'll storm out.
The second I leave the room, it becomes a void.
I'll rush back in staring at you.
My eyes lit up with a fire still burning for you.
I'll hold you.

If you're her...
I'll ask you to marry me.
You'll say, "Yes."
In that moment I'll be happier than I've ever been.

If you're her...
You will love me even when it's hard.
You'll love me when I'm bleeding from wounds I've inflicted on myself  to hide the wounds that don't show.
You'll hold me.

If you're her..
We'll grow old together.
The happiest day of my life will remain the day you saw me.
My memory will fade,
But you'll be there until the end.

But...
If you're not her...

When you look into my eyes after a while will you think my eyes are dull?

Will you argue with me daily?

Will you leave my house with your clothes saying you need time?

Will you fall in love with another?

Will I fade from your memory?

Will I become nothing?

If you aren't her...
Please...
Leave me be...