You are the most beautiful storm I have ever seen
And I will always be the ship sailing into it.
Under every wave,
Trying to catch a glimpse of who happened to you.
Trying to unload my cannon-fire into your crests
To soften the blows of the past that I'm an innocent in; You never crash into me hard enough to damage,
But always just enough to leave a reminding sting
When we get too close.
I'm constantly on guard.
As much as I am frightened by the realization
That you have the power destroy me completely
I love it even more.
Stop trying to contain my wildfire!
Forcing me to flicker into a simple flame.
I feel like I'm at the helm holding up my secret box of Unopened love letters.
Fodder from this wounded soul;
I wonder if you have any idea how curious I am to know
If that smile you gave me was a ploy
Or if I was as pleasing to your eyes as you are to mine.
I want to be drunk on your nostalgia.
I wonder what would you do if I randomly grabbed your Hand so I could dance with you
In the peaceful symphony of silence
That falls over the world
When you touch me in the kitchen
As my favorite song plays.
I wonder what kind of thoughts keep you up
On a sleepless night;
How you take your eggs or if you hate them like I do
And how you take your coffee.
What your biggest regret was,
Or rather who.
Trying my damndest to give them to you and to show you that I'm real;
But your waves just dance around me.
Refusing to acknowledge anything except for
The pain of my past avoidance.
You must understand this:
I am terrified of sparklers,
And I always knew that you were fireworks.
And now that I'm here you won't play fair.
Trying to push me back ashore.
Stop trying to wash away memories
That haven't happened yet.
What makes you tick like the broken clocks you collect
As if you're Captain Hook?
Or perhaps you're just the Unabomber of hearts
With your dynamite lit at the wrong end.
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