The Sighs of Me

It’s Amazing What

the effect of love can do to us.
Love is uncanny, simply impossible to define.
When one is in love, the world has:
Color.
Meaning.
Life.
An invisible protection
That keeps us whole.

Lust, however, is a completely different story.
When you crave the warmth of someone else’s skin on yours,
When the final exhale of pleasure has escaped,
When two bodies collide as one,
When fingers interlock,
When tongues touch,
When hair is pulled,
When you stare
Into their eyes
And think
This is who I am the world has brought us together fate is a god I want this to last forever never let go of me or my soul I will spend the rest of my life with you this our home this is our place this is our story this is us.
The sad truth is
When that feeling ends
You’re done.

“I Would Kill
to lay my hands on you”
“Sometimes
the love we feel
Is just out of our reach.”
Sometimes
It’s completely off the radar.
You know you have
No chance
So why try?
Mixed signals are not excuses
To hold on.
They are merely
Guidelines, hopes
That keep us together.
False hopes shouldn’t be
Perpetuate.
Only temporary.
If you get consumed by them
I’m sorry.
Sorry because you are unable
To let go.
It’s Funny
How one person’s thoughts of you
Define you.
I mean, why should we care
About an opinion
That isn’t our own?
It’s as if they are the string
That binds you.
They are the moon
They are the sun
They are the short gasps
In your lungs.
They are the mirrors
They are the music
They are the voice saying
Why can’t you fucking do this?
They may even barely know you
But you know them
Better than you know yourself.
Because of this you blame
Yourself.
Because no one feels this for you.
Who would?
How can you enjoy the feeling

Of being wanted
When you’ve never even felt it?
Why do you feel the need to do this?
The blades are waitingNo
They aren’t.

You Have The Power
To be free
It is a struggle
But find that person
Love them
Until the end of time
Because if you’ve waited too long,
You’ll never know
If they love you too
When
They’re
Gone.