The Boy Who Waited
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Name your favorite thing about him they said.
Name one?
How could I?
Maybe his persistence.
The way he would look at me when I didn't have an intrest,
Yet I was aware.
again and again pushed him away
as his heart did not know what to do
and I couldn't look him in the eye
I wondered if he stayed awake conflicted like I was..
him slipping into my mind.
The perfect dream...
No.
I don't need anyone.
Dreamers are those who believe in that thing called love.
and love is something used to drive people mad
and do ridiculous things
like get married
have cookie cutter kids
live in a cookie cutter house.
A mind game to trick wants into needs...
Maybe it was his passion
on the brink of tears
looking at me with this emptiness
the sun catching the brown of his irises
his emotions penetrating my heart.
I couldn't look in the mirror for days
Yet it was better for him
To find that perfect girl.
I would get to watch him be happy.
with her...
someone that wasn't me...
But I would get hurt.
I needed someone safe.
no strings
just company.
But maybe it was his dedication.
as the robes filled the parking lot
our high school years forever gone
and the other comes to embrace me
infront of him
Telling the one who waited,
"She is mine."
Throwing pain into his face
yet he wants me to be happy
and if that means staying awake
wondering what we could have been
another "what if..."
when pulling on the sheets
doesn't help block the sleeplessness
then so be it.
May the ceiling be your companion yet there is nothing for him there.
Maybe it was his will.
to wait
to watch
to love.
When I felt him slip through my fingers
My heart stopped.
The smell of Autumn was fading
his scent.
His eyes
that smile...
that laugh that rings out
Every memory was being poisoned.
Every touch
Every smile
Every word
Every moment
The peices were falling into place.
I need him.
I NEED HIM.
I will shout it across every rooftop
A life without him isn't much of a life at all
My spark
My adventure
My desire
Love, don't fall asleep empty
don't pull at the sheets
don't ask for the ceiling for company
don't let me go.
Stay awake with me.
My favorite thing you ask?
It is everything.
Every flaw is a perfection
Every single aspect of him.
He is the reason I take my first breath
He is the reason I want to wake
In the morning I smile
In the darkest nights I sing
Breathing him in is bliss
He holds me so tight.
As if I were the last person to hold
Each kiss sends electricity down my spine
Every touch is a privilege.
I want to experience life,
this is life at it's purest form
I want to fall inlove with you
Again and again
I want to fall asleep beside you
Again and again
Your breathing is the most beautiful song
ever
composed.
And your laugh is my personal symphony.
Your eyes captivate my soul
and your lips warm my heart
You burn the passion in my body
and in the end.
You were the boy who waited.