Just for once…
For once I just wanted to say something other than “I’m good” when you ask how are you.
Something along the lines of, I wake up every day with you on my mind.
My every breath ends with an echo of the syllables of our names intertwined.
I get this butterflies in your stomach kinda feeling that feels so good inside.
When I’m graced with your presence I feel like I just leaped pass cloud 9.
This game of rock papers scissors shoot ended with a wounded rock beaten by a piece of paper inked by every memory we have together.
Ah my heart has turned into this petal-less rose as a symbol that you love me not with thorns that prick and prick until this body goes numb-er.
T’was a night where I felt your warmth radiating from your hug.
Ah what a dream it was that ended with a rude awakening that led me from flight school to not looking so bright school.
A kite without its wind.
Sundae without its cherry.
A too cool for school college guy without his Trojan.
Poetry without her beauty.
But right now the only response that this wounded petal-less beaten loveless guy has to say is I’m good.
Just good.
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