May 20, 2016 at 9:36 PM
I remember looking at you
And curiosity filled my mind.
On the longer nights
I dreamed of holding you.
My forearms resting on your shoulders
As your arms are wrapped around me
Keeping me warm.
Our hearts beating loudly
Like the wings of the
Butterflies in our stomachs
As they would roam around the closer we got.
All I’ve been thinking about
Was the night you actually held me.
The night when a few of my many
Questions were answered.
When I got a preview of who you are
And the way you are.
You’re all I’ve been able to think about.
And tonight I’m stuck
Traveling down memory lane.
I can still feel the way you held me.
I was hoping you wouldn’t feel my heartbeat
Because it wouldn’t be as steady as the music
It would start to race louder and louder
Every inch we got closer together.
Your grip became stronger on my hips.
The swaying of our hips to the music of the night.
Dress to pants.
Skin to skin.
Bone to bone.
If we were skeletons alone
The movement of our bones together
Could have made their own music.
You held onto me so tightly
You almost seemed afraid I would slip
Right out of your fingers.
It actually made me happy to know
That someone was scared to lose me.
Maybe I mixed up your feelings with what
I wanted you to feel?
Maybe I covered up your true feelings
With my own fears?
I should have been the one to hold on tighter.
I should have held you closer
Even though the space between us
Wasn’t big enough for a single piece of paper.
After that night
You eventually slipped right from my fingertips.
You were like the raindrops I tried to
Save when I was younger
But instead you fell right between the cracks of my fingers.
I should have held on for dear life
Because now you’re gone.
The music doesn’t sound the same anymore.
And I’m starting to forget the sound of your voice.