grin. it grows. to be the cause of this movement of muscle and nerve. fills my cup, but never to the brim. i take what is given though am left unsatisfied. it goes down and i feel the familiar fire. a burn that warms me inside and out. buttons you chose to disregard. shiver. there’s a blue light repeatedly playing. discovered by an appeal of substance. lead to a later hour. seen in the moonlight that creeps into the room woozy with hope. then the shoreline. so i dive. emerced. heat on my hip. tingle. hands, arms, neck, legs, eyes, hands, hands, hands discovering. we dance and the shadows grow smaller, tighter. i am the wolf and you are the moon. spring settles suddenly. a quiet wonderment takes place. the door is locked and eyes slip close. i hope the flowers bloom again in the morning and every morning following.
I think I’m finally ready to close that door and lock away everything behind it. I’m ready to stop having hope for you and for things that will never happen. I’m ready to focus on the future and all the wonderful people I have yet to meet. People who want to be in my life and be apart of my tomorrow. I have no idea if I can ever feel for someone the way I felt for you, but I’m sure going to try and find out. I just can’t help but think of what you’re losing and how little it probably means to you and it astonishes me. I know how wonderful of a person I am and how big my heart is, and I’m looking forward to someone who will truly value it. I deserve the best and nothing less:)
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