I remember looking at you and feeling everything. I remember looking at you and feeling nothing. I was terrified both of the times.
From the moment you asked me to read you a story, I started writing ours. Do you know how it feels to rely on someone to feel complete? I do. Did you ever love someone so much that you carried a piece of them everywhere you went? I did. I do.
We were a continent apart, yet I could still feel the universe in me shifting places with yours. Did I forget to tell my heart that I am moving on, or did it forget to tell me that it will forever be somewhere else?
It’s a tricky business wanting something as much as I wanted you. For a long time, I defined myself by the longing I felt for you, and now that I have you in my arms, I don’t know who I am.
All I know is this: I belong to you, even if I am not near you. You said, ‘patience’ to me once and I am saying it back. Wait for me, until I find my way back to you. To us. I always do.
Poet’s note – ‘Like Crazy’ is a movie that is very close to my heart. This is a poem that defines the relationship between the main characters.
Again I wake in this wretched place Where the devil glares with grimaced face Reading my heart, stripping it bare Savoring the scent of the secrets there I’m slipping and sliding, the ice too thin Carefully creeping, lest I fall
Truth you seek, Character you weave The beauty you perceive, with the eyes austerely. Respect you earn, sacrifice and yearn Leaders you breed, Monarch unveiled. Mother, sister, lover or daughter The legacy you leave of your charismatic nature and affection
that time pain called all to seldom all to strange in seasons, reasons of our vain rain seemed as insane. do not ring my dreams while I sleep why step lightly you may awaken nightmares as I stalk time, my
Walking in mental fog, you become a swaying tree. In mistiness one becomes lonely like a blackbird. Hollyhocks would wait, till the sun comes out. December rain brings the gift― of sleet on lips. ————————————– Walking in mental fog, you