Post by xunpredictablel on May 16, 2010 5:42:38 GMT -5
|Title| Unsent -
|Rating| PG13
i am riotously hungry,
i am riotously happy.
my pain has slipped away as if a glove
tumbling from my hand
on a windy, snowfall day.
i'm almost not scared anymore, the
pain only has a twinge - your face is
barely there anymore.
after a day, a day, isn't that strange?
that i barely miss you anymore?
first date lovingly kissed my forehead,
kissed my hand.
i remember looking up at him, as if
he were my father, so lovingly,
unconditionally in that moment.
my eyes must have been so wide,
because i felt like they would pop
right out of my head.
i remember the magnetic pull of us together
throughout the night
and the magnetic pull of our faces
when night darkened into a movie.
and then our riot, teenage laughter when the
damn grown ups coughed at our side.
it's not about getting over him
or even getting over me.
i'm a whole different person with you,
laughing, unafraid to live this life
the way i want to.
our hands touched and he laughed at me,
my oh so typical move, a nudge to convince him
to pull my hand into his.
and then, he wrapped his arm around me and
he squeezed me towards him?; a gesture
so focused on loving me,
and his determination to receive me
is incredible.
It was like a revelation -
he is not on a different dimension, he's just behind
a wall, that is made of paper.
i just need to tumble through to reach into his heart
and understand.
and i want to, but i won't for sake of you.
i want to, but if i am not over him, i don't want you to only be the rebound
cause even before this, you were my best friend,
someone i'd look forward to seeing all day.
all morning,
so, here i am sitting in after-date bliss.
even last night was a combination of giggling smiles and happiness.
the one thing i never thought someone could do -
make me feel loved and taken care of.
i can't even imagine sleeping, last night, were it not for the thoughts
of your sporadic kisses, your gentle face nudges to reach my lips,
welcoming and parted.
even when it turned to dust,
even when you creeped up my leg,
you persisted because you knew,
oh you knew i wanted you.
and when i begged you to stop,
before the monster got the better of me,
you opened your hand and squeezed mine.
and i swear my heart caught in my chest,
suspended, on one more glance.
|Rating| PG13
i am riotously hungry,
i am riotously happy.
my pain has slipped away as if a glove
tumbling from my hand
on a windy, snowfall day.
i'm almost not scared anymore, the
pain only has a twinge - your face is
barely there anymore.
after a day, a day, isn't that strange?
that i barely miss you anymore?
first date lovingly kissed my forehead,
kissed my hand.
i remember looking up at him, as if
he were my father, so lovingly,
unconditionally in that moment.
my eyes must have been so wide,
because i felt like they would pop
right out of my head.
i remember the magnetic pull of us together
throughout the night
and the magnetic pull of our faces
when night darkened into a movie.
and then our riot, teenage laughter when the
damn grown ups coughed at our side.
it's not about getting over him
or even getting over me.
i'm a whole different person with you,
laughing, unafraid to live this life
the way i want to.
our hands touched and he laughed at me,
my oh so typical move, a nudge to convince him
to pull my hand into his.
and then, he wrapped his arm around me and
he squeezed me towards him?; a gesture
so focused on loving me,
and his determination to receive me
is incredible.
It was like a revelation -
he is not on a different dimension, he's just behind
a wall, that is made of paper.
i just need to tumble through to reach into his heart
and understand.
and i want to, but i won't for sake of you.
i want to, but if i am not over him, i don't want you to only be the rebound
cause even before this, you were my best friend,
someone i'd look forward to seeing all day.
all morning,
so, here i am sitting in after-date bliss.
even last night was a combination of giggling smiles and happiness.
the one thing i never thought someone could do -
make me feel loved and taken care of.
i can't even imagine sleeping, last night, were it not for the thoughts
of your sporadic kisses, your gentle face nudges to reach my lips,
welcoming and parted.
even when it turned to dust,
even when you creeped up my leg,
you persisted because you knew,
oh you knew i wanted you.
and when i begged you to stop,
before the monster got the better of me,
you opened your hand and squeezed mine.
and i swear my heart caught in my chest,
suspended, on one more glance.
