I could place your heart in my pocket, but truthfully that isn’t the right placement for something so precious. To me it says I’ll forget about you and sit on your love constantly. Meanwhile I’m thinking of a way to stitch your heart with mine, so that when I constantly live and feel each heartbeat I think of how precious you are to me. How I won’t dare do anything to hurt my heart because I love me enough to take care of me, So why would I put yours in my pocket and hide it from the world when I can place it behind mine so that even if any harm comes our way, I would get hit first To protect yours. Baby I realize your love is treasure, the true value of everything you are exist in there, so why would I dare go and damage it when you are me. I realize you deserve more and maybe even more than me but I’d die protecting you even if it’s protecting you from me.
I lost my world. She was the type of girl that knew how to make you smile when you had a bad day. The type that would make you mad but so beautiful that looking into her eyes would change every bit of anger you might’ve felt. She’d rub my chest so effortlessly and with each stroke I felt so much love. Her smile would brighten up and bad day or make a good one much more vibrant. We had fun, so much of it. She introduced me to new things and places and a different level of maturity but things took a turn. She turned into someone I wasn’t use to. Then instead of being beautiful together it became damaged. Broken. Sad. Depressing. Always love between the both of us but because of life we skipped passed loving each other to being against one another. Not realizing that as long as we had each other we would figure things out together. But we both lost sight and acted out in ways that tarnished our union. We tried to get it back we knew we fucked it up. We didn’t know how to get it right so I had to let her go. Doesn’t mean my heart don’t ache knowing I’m going to wake up alone now. That, her smile isn’t going to light my heart like it use to. That those laughs and moments we shared is now just memories and I can’t live them. There’s no more US. We’re two souls that were together and now we’re over and going our separate ways I can’t help but to feel like somethings missing. And it’s you. But in my mind I know it’s the right thing to do. They said true love find its way back, and even if we don’t find our way back I’m still lucky to have known what a piece of love felt like.
I never meant to hurt you, never meant to make you cry, but in it I was alone and it took a while to decide.
Decided if it was meant to hold on to, decide if I was thinking too much, even decide to let you go because of how hard I seen you try.
It was never meant to break you, never meant to hurt you, never my intentions to become like the others, which is why I told the truth.
I didn’t hide how I felt and didn’t treat you like shit, I didn’t even go out of my character and solved my frustration with my fist.
I was meant to show you what love looked like and prepare you for who you were meant for. I knew it wasn’t me I was just kidding myself and got caught up in lust that love never took place.
I didn’t get butterflies, or felt like I couldn’t do it without you. You may have felt it for me but it was a one way story.
True love will just happen not forced. I didn’t want to force myself to care for you in a way you did for me cause it wasn’t fair to me. Neither to you to have to wait for me to be sure if you were the one to grow with.
I wanted to feel like everything in the room stopped when I seen you. Like my heart skipped a beat once I kissed you. Like the night was my favorite cause I would wake up next to you.
It wasn’t meant to lead you into a path of hurt, it just wasn’t meant for us to work.
I had a crush on you, though you never knew me. Always thought you were cute and I heard stories bout the person you came to be.
It wasn’t no stalker shit, I never pressed the friend request button, but always wanted to but I felt I wasn’t worthy. I wondered if you were loved properly, as I just knew I could do it better those other chicks wasn’t worthy. I’d fantasize kissing you like in one of those movies. It actually kinda funny. I imagined making love and babies and marriage like I knew you personally. Like I had an encounter with you at least once in life, how I wish you were my story. Like you were mine and we could build something and make history, like the chains that were bound upon us was the challenge for us to become an icon. I thought wrong. Had this vision in my head like someone forgot to turn the lights on, cause it seems kinda crazy to fantasize about you the way I did and could never build up the courage enough to say I wanted you, so strong. But I’d never thought I would have a chance so I took a different road on. My existence wasn’t a factor in your world, I couldn’t love you or talk to you though I imagined many times you were the one. I promise I’m not crazy to have all these thoughts about someone, especially someone I never met in life. And I don’t think I’m wrong for the thought of you in my arms.
(To be continued)…..
Brianna Whittington ©
I can love the part you hate the most about yourself, where you see an emptiness, I see a place I can fill.
I can see past your fear, of loving someone and being hurt, I’ve been there too, but it’s more than your heart that I see in you.
I can change how others made you feel, by loving you the way you always wanted but always lacked and accumulated many disappointments that brought you to this moment.
I can make you question my love, but once I show you all I can do, I can also make you accept what your not use to.
I can make you laugh and feel wanted, I can play with your body and love your mind yet carefully hold your heart in the same place as mine.
I can give you more than the usual. But can you handle the abnormality of what I’m willing to hand you.
I can make foreign things become home, and that means safe, but I understand your fragile from the past and this is a weird place, yet I’m willing to do it all and still wait.
Bruises heal in time, it takes taking care of wounds for them to heal, so why not let me care for those wounds and we both watch what’s real.
I can and I know you want me to, but don’t let the past make you miss out on what’s rare and true. Someone who don’t love them can never love you, and I love myself enough to love more than you.
I fell deep for someone who didn’t love me the same.
Someone I would’ve went to war for didn’t even know my name.
Tragedy in my heart when I had to let it go, knowing you were my everything and I couldn’t let you know.
I’m always incomplete now cause I feel like you took the best of who I am when you decided to up and leave, but I’m trying to move forward and find you to get closure but now the trail of my broken heart is covered with others broken pieces too.
Why it takes years to find myself and when it only took you a matter of seconds to murder mine?
Why can’t i rewind the time and avoid meeting you or giving you a chance.
True enough what’s done is done. One day I’ll find the part of me I lost in you. Once I found the one who can’t live without me, like I thought I couldn’t breathe without you.
You can make it easy to love you.
You can make it hard to leave
You can be my strength in the areas I am weak.
You can be my knight saving me from cold things, you can be my cover, comforting me.
You can be my partner, my rock, the reason I smile.
You can be my babe forever and at all times.
You can be my heart beat, together we are complete, and without you that heart beat skips with emptiness knowing I’m without one.
You can be the answer to my heart needs and desires, you can be the end to my pain and hard times
A gift delivered from God, you can be for me and I for you
When I look into your eyes, I can see your very soul. The depths of its beauty and the intimacy of your world.
I can see a galaxy of love and sunshine all around you, it’s what they call a halo, but with you it’s more like a crown of true purpose.
Made perfectly, made just for me. When I’m around you it isn’t a me or a you, just 2 hearts combining into one, one soul, one life connected by God himself and if I can admit, I say my soulmate.
Not just the way I feel with you but, what I don’t without you. You complete me, not just have my heart in your hand or pocket, but as if you attached it to your own and created a new heart.
How can I not have sex with you, and feel like I have, how can I lay next to you and hold you and be satisfied physically? How can your kisses mean more than the words I love you when you’ve shown me enough, I don’t need them.
Our spirits intertwined, LoveTogether, I know when I’m with you there’s no place greater. So if I die in your arms I’ve made it to heaven, and if I’m dreaming don’t wake me.
Life just isn’t worth living, if you can’t live it with me.
Staring at your lips, rubbing my hand lightly across your face.
Whispering how much I love you in your ear.
Envisioning life with you, the great things we could do together.
I realized how much I loved you, how much you completed me.
That no matter what we had faced, we did together.
Couldn’t imagine life without you, couldn’t wait to tell the story to our kids, how we met and how we grew.
Even if we drifted apart, I knew I could never love another like I love you.
My first true love and my best friend.