Tell Me That You Love Me

Tell me that you love me

I want to hear you say the words,

but also feel them so I know it’s real

and not just my deepest desires. I want

your words to feel so heavy that they create

fire from the friction of being rubbed against

your tongue. I want your eyes to show so

much passion that they make me feel

your arms grasped tightly around

me with just one look. I want

you to make me feel like

there’s nobody else in

the world meant for

you as much as I

am. All it takes is

three heavily

weighted

words.

I love

you.

Vacant

She approaches the vacant bed

With caution

And reflects

On all of the late nights

The requests

For him to crawl in next to her

And wrap his arms around her

A warmth that only he could provide

He did this to himself

She thinks

As she climbs inside

Pulls the freshly laundered sheets up to her neck

Where they lie

With a cold but comforting touch

I’m here for you

As she creates her linen cocoon

And drifts to sleep

Without him.

Young Love

A girl

That dreamed of men

Strong enough to support her

Fell in love with a boy

That needed to be uplifted

To feel loved.

 

A boy

Who never wanted to grow up

Or stop having fun

Fell in love with a girl

Who grew up much too fast

And never looked back at her youth.

 

A girl and a boy

Met and fell in love

And, together,

They were everything

They ever needed.