{i learn and yearn your cautious eyes, quick to flee under pitiful lies.}
i wrote this ages ago and idk i kinda love it but i never posted it so um yeah you should read it and tell me what you think ok good
you sit in class, your eyes made of glass as you stare wistfully at the birds
and fantasise of wings that grow to let you take flight.
you whisper sweet words while you walk, measuring the sound and count
to fit them perfectly with your delicate lips.
you stutter when confused, your eyes roam across the room in hopes of a clue
or some form of appeal from a by passer.
you reach out to thin air thinking your dreams are tangible, you sigh
and murmur caramel words with hints of melancholy.
i first saw your pallid body, the bane of my existence, and cried
for that's when i saw the staircase rising to you heart.
i noticed the flecks of moss and azure, swimming in seas of storms
whilst i swam and drowned in time to your heartbeat.
i glimpsed the stretch of your birthmark, shaped like a bird
much like your fleeting soul flies alone when lost.
i saw the hollow in your hips, the discolouration on your fragile wrists
and i prayed that you kept safe when you laid alone.
these sheets have an absence of your warmth, not cold with tears
or my restless body when i yearn for your tempered skin.
these pillows hold no resemblance, no remembrance, to your lazy head
as you lay still and allow my body to mould to yours.
these candles, these cups of coffee, no longer smell of winter comfort
but now smell of loss and bewilderment with no note of sorrow.
these reminders of your leaving, your mistrust, tell me what you couldn't
and how you wouldn't break my heart with ethereal words.
i fell for you, fell in love with you, my heart pounding to the beat of a run away train
yet i coveted your every whim and word with no hesitation.
i fell for you the way a tree falls: quickly, without notice, with reckless abandon
which ends in a resonating peal in the remote forest of my heart.
i fell in love with your smile, your wonder, your angelic beauty
and i fell for your caressing fingers which tangled what was real.
you sit in class, your eyes made of glass as you stare wistfully at the birds
and fantasise of wings that grow to let you take flight.
you whisper sweet words while you walk, measuring the sound and count
to fit them perfectly with your delicate lips.
you stutter when confused, your eyes roam across the room in hopes of a clue
or some form of appeal from a by passer.
you reach out to thin air thinking your dreams are tangible, you sigh
and murmur caramel words with hints of melancholy.
i first saw your pallid body, the bane of my existence, and cried
for that's when i saw the staircase rising to you heart.
i noticed the flecks of moss and azure, swimming in seas of storms
whilst i swam and drowned in time to your heartbeat.
i glimpsed the stretch of your birthmark, shaped like a bird
much like your fleeting soul flies alone when lost.
i saw the hollow in your hips, the discolouration on your fragile wrists
and i prayed that you kept safe when you laid alone.
these sheets have an absence of your warmth, not cold with tears
or my restless body when i yearn for your tempered skin.
these pillows hold no resemblance, no remembrance, to your lazy head
as you lay still and allow my body to mould to yours.
these candles, these cups of coffee, no longer smell of winter comfort
but now smell of loss and bewilderment with no note of sorrow.
these reminders of your leaving, your mistrust, tell me what you couldn't
and how you wouldn't break my heart with ethereal words.
i fell for you, fell in love with you, my heart pounding to the beat of a run away train
yet i coveted your every whim and word with no hesitation.
i fell for you the way a tree falls: quickly, without notice, with reckless abandon
which ends in a resonating peal in the remote forest of my heart.
i fell in love with your smile, your wonder, your angelic beauty
and i fell for your caressing fingers which tangled what was real.