you

 

you read my poetry without every truly reading it.
you saw me without ever needing
to turn a page. lines and lines
of my soul etched in ink, you
took one look down and saw more
of me then i ever thought.how do you do that?
know me so well when my mouth is closed?
you persisted with questions
that were stones to my heart,
yet i answered back. i told you more,
even when i was afraid. you kissed
me without touching me; your eyes
made the moves your lips were too
nervous to think. you make me think
of sunshines without clouds,
you make
my chest hurt, even when its warm.
my head
is full of stars. my days are tedious,
my nights are precious.
i rush to bed to dream of you.
i rush to bed because it doesn’t
seem so impossible to tell you
how i feel. like how you make me
think of things that once seemed so distant.
my heart is whole when we talk
my heart aches when we part.
you never read my poetry but it
is terrifying how much you know my heart.

 

  1. This is so beautiful and heartfelt. I really enjoyed it. well done!

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    1. Thank you so much, it was and I wish I could have told that person how I felt haha ❤ I'm glad you enjoyed it and I can't wait to check out your page!

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  2. I know this good it feels to be appreciated for the work you put all your efforts in! Keep up!❤

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    1. ❤️❤️❤️🌸🌸🌸💕 your kind words are much appreciated, 😊 thank you

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