my head against your chest
as I listened to your steady heartbeat
when we made each other laugh
without trying
when I felt blissful with you by my side
and I still remember how
we talked about forever
and how I thought to myself
"if I got to spend every night
with you, like this,
I could get past the hardest days"
and you'd tuck me in to sleep
how I'd always nudge you to say
goodnight and
tell me you love me
that flashed through my mind
that was the first memory I considered to keep
then I untangled my knot of thoughts
and now I'm sure
that that would be the memory
I'd get rid of first
I don't want to be reminded of
the broken promises
the love I once felt for you
the feeling of forever
and I'm trying to get over it
and I think I am succeeding
that brings me to you
-
you're a pure kind of infatuation
I could name out reasons why I like you
I smile at myself sheepishly
just because you looked at me
I like the way my name sounds on your tongue
I think the best would be your smile
but we're worlds apart
you're like a white canvas
I'm a rough paper painted over and over again
and I figured
if you saw how screwed up I am
how needy and afraid I am
you wouldn't want anything to do with me
and I actually like you too much
whether as a friend or a lover or just a person
to let you have anything got to do with me
you're the 3rd guy I've written about
and I can't decide if I want to see more of you appearing or not
we accept the love we think we deserve
maybe that's why I chose the 2 before you
and maybe I can't choose you
because I probably don't deserve you
Memories are kept so we know our mistakes and can prevent it from happening all over again
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