takken · to · meyselfe

we rolled across the bedroom floor that night
only hushed sounds and whispers could be heard
we spoke softly of life and spoke freely of change
my toes pointed towards heaven
and your back restless against the earth

my head rested against your chest
the sound of your heart matching mine
the moisture in my eyes swelled
until it seeped through your shirt
you felt it

that was the night you told me you loved me
it was something i already knew
but the gentle words floated into the air
and gradually ascended into my ears
i felt it

we embraced as my head hovered yours
my droplets of joy fell to your face
your thumb reached upward to catch them
our lips met as if to seal that sweet secret
we felt it



 

my very first published story.

and I want to tell you so bad

but I am so afraid.

I let you in, and now it's out
I'll never have it again
and I'll never have you
I gave it to you,
and you'll give me nothing
I need to close up
and not let you in
because I don't want that feeling
and I don't want to be wrong.
NO. I don't want to be right
I'm falling so hard
and I'm falling so fast
I'm breaking and bruising
on the way down
and you'll never know this
because I want to believe you don't give a shit
but maybe you do
for all I know
All I know
is that
I know nothing

i am boring

i am sinking

maybe i'll keep you, livejournal, for my complaints... that seems to be what you were used for in the past.

au revoir!