Sookmaybowls

I am the tide and she is the moon; I go with her ebb and flow. I am the tide and she is the sand; No matter how much I am pushed away, I return.

I never believed in love. At least, not at first sight. But my eyes fell on you like leaves to lake water and I knew. I felt it inside of me. You pulled me in like a magnet. And I'm glad you did. Tell me how you do it, love. Your head is filled with poisonous things, And experiences in your past making you weary of those in the future. Because it's so wonderous to me how someone so beautiful could be so sad. And it's terrifying to think that I could have never had a chance to be yours. You look so beautiful tonight. Won't you let me hold your hand? Won't you let me hold your hand?

I don’t know how to put into words how I feel about you. But you mean more to me than can be contained in a novel, And I don’t want our love to be an un-published short story. I know you’ve got a lot of character development. Backstory that would haunt the most daring of readers. I know you’re scared of what happens on the next page, And of the people on the cover. But that’s what makes you so worth being picked up. That’s what makes you deserve being cared after. Mended. You’ve been tossed and maimed by those before me. So I think I’ll keep you. The library will be angry, You’re the firs

They say that love is a battle field. But I don’t agree. I think love, In its truest form, Is after the battle. When you help pick up each other’s pieces. And they say that love hurts. But maybe it’s just the feeling Of those pieces being fitted back into place.

But the only gift you ever have to give me Is presence. And the only thing you have to spend on me Is time. Because what’s the point in doting on me, When all I’ve ever wanted Was you?

If you ever feel you’re not important, Take my pulse. Every time my heart beats, I think of you.

And I can never find the words to fix the hurt I cause. At least not at the moment. And I know I need to wait and let it pass; But I always feel that if I don’t catch it right away, The crack will get bigger. And it’ll take more time And more sealant to fix it. I just hope that you hear the sincerity in my voice, And that my arms can give you more comfort than a poem written at 1:03am. And you should know that you’re strong. When your eyes turn red , And your face drops, And that glow turns dull, And the words echo in your head, But you don’t give in to the pressure In your tear ducts. It’s strange to me how Thes

I've lost myself inside you. Our souls intertwined like dust in space. Colliding to make planets. Impacting for stars. And if we were ever to pull apart, There would be nothing left in me But the dying remnants of our once great galaxy.

I hold your hand as daintily as a fallen leaf, Afraid to grip too hard and cause you to crumble. I breathe into your ear, Soft as the wind's caress on a barren oak branch, That my love for you is stronger than the roots of a willow. And branches further still into your soul.

She thinks she's ugly when she sleeps, But she doesn't understand the complex emotions That come with watching the ebb and flow of her lungs, And the gripping of her fingers to mine. She doesn't see herself in her most vulnerable. Clinging to me like I'm the only thing keeping her here. She doesn't feel my eyes wander across her moonlit body, Or my hand move to cover her bare back with the sheet. She doesn't know I'm not sleeping. Because what's the point of it, When I can lie awake and experience a dream?