Trying to love after abuse
The blue like that fades over your pale skin
the moon that shines and reflects off your eyes
the way your hands slide down my back
my head resting on your shoulder and my lips brush against your neck
your arms so tightly around me
holding on as if you are about to lose me
it all crashed down in that beautiful hot mess
flashbacks that made me turn
worlds that made me flip
your body that paralyzed me
you put me in a trance
you for the sake of vanity and being saved
I shoved it under me
I took care of myself
I sang deep words of love
I lifted myself back on you
told myself it was okay
kissed your lips and fell in love
it was hard
but darling when I kissed your lips that night I felt everything disappear.
It was just you and me.
It was just us.
It was just us.
us.
I can't get over how amazing it was.
It was us.
Our arms wrapped so tightly around one another.
I held onto you as the flashbacks came.
I cried into your shoulder and held on for dear life.
I was drowning.
I was choking.
But how I want to be with you.
You listened.
You waited.
You sat.
You loved.
That was the most beautiful kiss we had in the dark of the blue light.
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