itscold-itslate

Every day with you
I was made weak.
Not in the way that
Romantic teenagers
Talk about love,
but in the way
that you belittled me,
abused me,
warped my views,
and turned me against
myself.

So when I miss you,
I know I am missing
a part of myself;
the innocence
of unconditional love.
But I can feel
The razors edge,
that is the pain,
the scars, the fear,
you kindly left
with me,
when you
decided

I
wasn’t
enough.

One Year Later (18 March 2014)

I want to spend every night laying beside you tracing how much I love you into your skin. I want to believe I can be as happy as I am for the rest of my life and I want it to be you. I want to memorize your eyes until it’s the first thing I think of when I think of blue and so if I ever go blind I can always remember how you look when you laugh and your eyes have crinkles on the side. I love you so much I want to wrap around you until I’ve felt every inch of you. I love you. I’m glad I get to spend these nights with you and that even though it took us years we’re just where we wanted to be. I love this summer and I love spending it with you.