• lost love.

    by  • March 11, 2010 • Lost Love • 1 Comment

    Hot tears rolling down my face and collecting at the tip of my nose.
    You rub your nose against mine to catch them. We exchange soft slow
    kisses. One of your hands is heavily being pressed between my shoulder
    blades and the other on my lower back. You hold me as if you’ll
    never let me go. My body is so close to yours that I melt into you.
    For that moment we are one. We stand together. My knees are weak and
    my stomach is sick. There’s a certain thrill that comes from our
    brokenness. As disgusting as we were; we were beautiful. Our fighting
    and screaming: something I wouldn’t have traded for the world, as
    long as it meant having you. I love you so much its painful: it hurts.
    You once told me “there is no ‘me’ or ‘you’ it’s ‘us’
    forever.” You must have forgotten…

    One Response to lost love.

    1. A friend, too
      March 11, 2010 at 7:49 pm

      I understand this and I feel like it could have been me that wrote it. I hate it when feelings change and it isn’t communicated.

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