“Why are you ignoring my heart so aggressively?”

I want to kiss you so much it hurts and I want to caress your skin until it no longer does.

Autumn makes us pull up our feet and curl up with our hearts.

What a pure and intimate thing – to be reading the words of another.

You calm my soul and set it on fire at the same time.

I don’t even have to read between my own line, the poetry speaks so loud and a little too clear.

Brushing teeth swallowing held back tears, this is not how we are supposed to be.

You know what would be hot? To get loved before you get fucked.

Even pretty words turn into ash while pouring out of an ugly mouth.

I want to see you naked stripped bare yourself in front of me and then you can take your clothes off.

All these candles unlit perhaps they too need to breathe you.

She won’t settle for being just another girl on your feed you know.

What about us who would like a piece of the soul served as an aperitif before we dig into flesh?

I want to see our demons complement each other for the rest of our lives.

What if last time felt so beautiful simply because it actually was our last time?

I know my worth it shouldn’t have to slap me in the face though.

Hug me from behind so we won’t have to stare the facts in the eye.

There is no love deeper than a broken soul madly in love.

Some things break your Heart, but fix your vision.

If only love spilled from lips and truth bled from hearts then hate would drown in a flood of understanding.

The purest of hearts go through the deepest of pain.

Love would be easy if the heart is egoless.

This melancholy heart longs for a fresh start, where darkness will lift sands of time, kindly sift without a sound for i am found.

I will calm my heart with time and turn us into memories.

Do we break our own heart too? Tell me, don’t we all do? Everytime you lock it up, ignoring what it tells you, doesn’t it break a little too?