“Would you come undone with me?”

You are my world and I am a lone planet forever just outside your orbit.

You closed the book before we could reach the end.

Muses are born from a soul that is aching but I would sacrifice the most beautiful art if I could stop one heart from breaking.

You decided you loved me when I decided I was done waiting.

I am a sinking ship and my love it’s time you jump overboard or I am going to take you down with me.

I fell in love with a shooting star.

Don’t be a match to someone else’s candle because, in the end, you’ll both burn out.

Money doesn’t buy happiness but it does buy enough wine to drown out the memories.

I hold entire constellations within my soul but all he saw were the stars in my soul.

Some days it is exhausting to simply exist.

I’m afraid someday my words will run out so I spend every waking moment trying to capture the human experience in purple prose.

I want you he says but you are not mine, She smiles and she says I am not his either, I am my own.

I took my demons put them in a jar and kept them on the highest shelf so that you could never touch them.

You smile brighter when you think no one is looking.

I call myself a poet but I don’t have words to describe that feeling that I get in the pit of my stomach when your hand brushes against mine so purposefully accidental.

You threw water on my fire when I was looking for gasoline.

We both already know nothing lasts forever but let’s just see how far we get.

Coping with love’s aftertaste, my fractal feelings sprint in haste, my mellow neurons transmit tears, like a cascade of caramel latte.

Your love swallows me whole – just please, never spit me out in pieces.

Fly like a butterfly in the fields like they did in the time of yore, fly like a butterfly in my heart like you never did from the time of yore.

And I refuse to apologize until the very end for the way that I feel – my feelings are valid too.

Fragments of my love will live in you for eternity.

Don’t let your soft kind heart be hardened by those who failed to treasure its beauty, beloved.

The love you desire exists within find her first and then that love will manifest in ‘him’.