(2014)
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
