Spoken Word Poetry by Shihan

[petra_fied_one]

this type love

I want a love like, me thinking of you thinking of me thinking of you type love....

Or... me telling my friends more than I`ve ever admitted to myself about how i feel about you type love..

Or... hating how jealous you are, but loving how much you want me all to yourself type love

Or... seeing how your first name just sounds so good next to my last name

And...sh't... I wanted to see how far I could get without calling you and I barely made it out of my garage..

See, I want a love that makes me wait until she falls asleep, then wonder if she`s dreaming about us being in love type love..

Or... who loves the other more or, what`s she doing at this exact moment or, slow dancing in the middle of our apartment to the music of our hearts, closing my eyes and imagining how a love so good can hurt so much when she`s not there, man.....

Sh't, I love not knowing where this love is headed type love....

And check this... I want to place those little post-it notes all around the house so she never forgets how much I love her type love..

And not have enough ink in my pen to write all the things I love about her type love...

And hope I make her feel as good as she makes me feel type love..

And I want to deal with my friends making fun of me the way I made fun of them when they went through the same kinda love type love..

Only difference is this is one of those real love type loves...

And just like in high school, I wanna spend hours on the phone not saying sh't...

And then fall asleep and then wake up with her right next to me and smell her all up in my covers type love..

And I want to try counting the ways I love her then lose count in the middle just so i can start over again...

And I wanna celebrate one of those one-month anniversaries...even though they aint really anniversaries, but doing it cause it only makes her happy type love.....

And check this... I want to fall in love with the melody the phone plays when her numbers dialed into it type love, then talk to you until I lose my breath.....she leaves me breathless, but with expanding my lungs I.. inhale all of her back into me...

I want a love that makes me need to change my cell phone calling plan to something that allows me to talk to her longer cause in all honesty....I wanna avoid one a them high cell phone bills type love..

And I want a love that makes me regret how small my hands are..I mean the lines on my palms don`t give me enough time to love you as long as I`d like to type love...

And I want a love that makes me stu-stu-stu-stutter just thinking about how strong this love is type love..

And I want a love that makes me want to cut off all my hair..............well maybe not all of it..maybe like I cut the split ends and trim my mustache but it would still be a symbol of how strong my love is for her....

I kinda feel comfortable now...so I even be fantasing about walking out on the green light, just dying to get hit by a car just so I can lose my memory, get transported to some third world country just to get treated and, somehow meet up again with you and fall in love with you in a different language and see if it still feels the same type love........

I think i've found it
Petra is insanely happy at this poem and Shihan.
She's found her muse, and her favorite Poet.