I like pretty things
Never understanding their beauty
Wanting to jump out of my own flesh
just to be like them
I like pretty things
Things unlike me
Things more like you
The 'forever' of it
The thing that never ages; love
Like a spring of youth
The waterfall that, if you walk through it, will turn your sins into the tears of a fallen angel
Wanting so badly to be loved
That contempt ruled his heart
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Forever
Forever
Forever
No one has ever stayed long enough to see it through
To know what our hands would feel like, holding each other, at old age
Strolling through a garden
Mocking stupid birds and stupid young lovers
But stopping to ask for a cigarette
As they ogle us and comply with admiration and laughter
Forever
Forever
Forever
Only lasted until you raised your head
Staring into different eyes
Forever
Forever, I'll love you
Yet they all leave
In sickness and in health, they all leave
Sighing at my insecurities
I'm sorry I told you, you deserved someone better, when this started
But you held me to your chest
To the beat of your heart
a testament of your faith
And whilst you held me there
You looked at her
As I rested against your beating heart
Your heart, that you told me,
was beating this hard
for me
Then you left.
After the excitement subsided
And your heart was only beating so fast 'cause you decided you'd take the stairs instead
You wanted to be my personal quick-fix
Wanting to play hero
So you could say
See I did this
She's only here because I keep the lights on at night
Ironically you are like the anti-depressant that makes me want to sleep forever
Forever forever forever I'll love you
When I asked you not to love me
You insisted I was yours and you mine
That every pang of pain I felt was also your pain - that you felt it too
Like when I couldn't sleep for days
When my skin was drained of joy
My eyes hollow
And a shadow persisted under them
You said you felt that too
And then you left.
You didn't love me
You loved the idea of me
The Hollywood story
The 5 star rated movie
And the Oscar winning performance goes to you, truly
YOU ARE READING
Your fingers that danced with the covenants of my sins
PoetryAn array of poems about attraction. The longing for skin, and the lust it ignites. Though once that disintegrates what are we left with but insecurity and a golden rule "not to fall in love with the person from a one night stand" and where do relati...
