Frantic

Sat, 10/20/2018 - 21:02 -- Aiyjah

I love you

I love your eyes,

The way I can always see what you're thinking.

I love your smile,

The way you cheeks crinkle at the sides and your lips thin.

Oh, god, those dimples

I love your laugh,

The way it's always true and deep.

I love the way you perceive things,

You see the truth, yet you see the good in it all.

I love the way you look at me,

Your eyes sparkle and go wide.

You see me as beautiful

When I only saw myself as nothing.

You call me in the middle of the night

Because you know I'm not okay.

When you hold me everthing slows down,

I can breathe normally,

The sun doesn't beat down on me like it usually does,

Everything goes peaceful,

I go instantly calm.

How is that possible?

What happened to the love where everything is frantic?

Why is it different than all the stories say?

With you,

Right now,

I can feel everything, 

And it doesn't bother me one bit.

Because I know,

You'll always be there.

I love you

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741