The love, the touch, the need, the hate. I just wanted to be a part of something amazing, and create. The brief moments we had are at their end and beginning to dissolve, so much has came between us and I never wanted it at all, from the first night we met I began to fall. My uneasy hand easily found a way to yours in the dark going 30 over the speed limit in the backseat of your sisters car, my fingers collapsed between the comfort of yours, we held on like we never had to let go that night. This is not where ill stay when all I can see is everywhere I want to be & everywhere is where im not, im stuck, im cought. Clever lines attached with atleast one sideways heart, so meaningful, atleast were done acting like we haven't already fallen apart. Nurse, grab a doctor! This repair is going to be harder & hurt more than open heart surgery with a cracked or broken scalpel dull to its very core. Its not a scrape you could touch or feel, its under the flesh and hard to heal. You cant recover from falling into love like this, out the door at 5am, no goodbyes just one last kiss. Im getting ripped apart, I must be, everything is falling apart and im not strong enough to catch it, maybe i am, maybe its too heavy of a burden, or im just not trying hard enough, this is just so hard to let go. You're the sunlight in my jar that can never be dimmed out. Im seeking my shelter beneath the trees, but ill walk for days and never question my faith or question impossible questions like how did Mariam ever conceive? or why cant we be together when we can make love and see each other? meet me under the streetlight thats under that stars at midnight? we can hold hands, fall to our knees together at the same time and kiss one last time, will it really be the last time our lips meet, one last time? These blank pages have so much potential, I thought us needing each other was becoming essential. When everything reminds me of you and there is a four word letter called love that spells your name, I dont want fall asleep without you by my side.