Thoughts On Love #8

Tired Thoughts

Some thoughts from my sleep deprived brain on colorblindness:

What if colorblind people are actually seeing things right, and everybody else is actually colorblind?

What if colorblind people can actually see a totally different color and we just call it purple or something?

What if colorblind people are piercing some sort of visible veil, seeing stuff that nobody else can?

Do you ever think

That if they could see us now

They would be ashamed

Of what we’ve become?

I'm a melancholic alcoholic

With a tendency for feeling nauseous

Too much love, too much drink

Provides a space for me to think

But my thoughts flee my mind

As quick as they had come

And I am left alone

With my heart feeling numb

Thoughts on Love #12

I want to love a person who loves me with my mask on, but dosent shrink away when I take it off. I want to love a person who accepts who I am underneath the layers of lies and falsity that I put up. I want to love a person who thinks my flaws are beautiful. I want someone to love me for me.

I didn't want to be in love

You caught me by surprise

But I'm a coward, so in fear

I smothered you with lies

Thoughts on Love #14

What we have isn't sweet, kind, or pure. It is a red war. I look at myself and I don't see the adoring eyes of a woman in love, instead I see the hardened stare of a soldier. This love is a battle; we will fight, claw, and tear ourselves apart in order to win. But what do we gain? One step forward, two steps back until we are miles apart. Now, I miss the fight- I miss the look in your eyes that would reassure me that you believed in the cause. I miss the expression that confirmed that you believed in me.

When will i learn

That your love

Was never for me

To hold?

Only for me to veiw

At a distance

But never to really

Touch.

Kisses between

Desperate mouths

Inhaling like a drag

From a cheap cigarette

Remembering a time

When all we desired

Were words

Instead of actions

Thoughts of Love #1

I want to be the one that you think about before you fall asleep. I want to be the reason behind that smile, the one you can't wipe away. I want you to see me everywhere, and get butterflies when I'm around. I want you to miss me when I'm gone, and to hold me when I'm there. I want you to look at my face and see me.

There's so much that I want to say to you, but I'm too cowardly to. Above everything, more than I want the sun to shine, or the wind to blow, I want for you to love me.

Thoughts on Love #15

Why do I love you? I ask myself that everyday. Through all the hurt, all the pain, through every broken heart I still love you. 

You hate the way I look at you, but the truth is that I don't know any other way to see you than as perfect. Then it occured to me- I love you so I can show you how much you are worth.