Tag Archives: Fear of destruction

i look for myself, in you
as you’re suspended in air
your first sight 
your promises of forever
your blindness
your difficulty

                                 i’m convinced,
                                 you’re the answer
                                 to my fear of hating
                                 and destruction

                                                                            so i fell in love
                                                                            with the first boy that turned and looked
                                                                            with the pink that made me a girl
                                                                            with debates that made me heard
                                                                            with all the books i could never read
                                                                            with the english that taunted
                                                                            with her, and the jokes she made 


i wonder 
why you were so good to me 
when all i did
was use you
as a getaway 
                          you defined me
                                                       beyond what this
                                                       world has assigned for me 
maybe there’ll come a day
when you’ll love me less
and i’ll love more