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Dear You


The second I laid my eyes on you, I knew deep in my soul that you were either going to make me into the person I always dreamed of being,

Or you were going to destroy my whole world and watch as it went up in flames.

I’m sure you can understand why I was skeptical at first,

Your brown eyes held the deepest scars I had ever seen;

I needed to fix your mistakes and heal your pain.

Your smile,

It made every person gravitate towards you.

When it was directed at me though,

My knees grew weak and I lost all rational thought.

Your hands,

the way they fit with mine like God himself had carved us together in the beginning of times.

It seems that while I was paralyzed by all that is you,

You were steadily making the distance between us grow until I could no longer see the color of your eyes or the brightness of your smile.

Your words and your beautiful mind;

Those words, one second could make me feel on cloud 9 and then those same words would rip the cloud from under me and you would smile as I fell to the ground.

The problem was that I always thought you would catch me at the last second before I crashed back down onto Earth,

Little did I know that your mind had already forgotten about me and moved on to the next,

and you weren’t there to catch me.

As I hit the ground and broke every part of myself,

For some reason, my arms still reached out.

They reached out to you.

 
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