Categories > Original > Poetry > Series of My Messed Up Poems

deracs os

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Category: Poetry - Rating: G - Genres:  - Published: 2013-11-05 - 332 words

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I don't feel any fear
my love
Because we have everything.
There's nothing we can't over come.
The whisper in my ear, that hand over mine,
With that I can conquer the world.
I'll hold in my palm,
spin it around for a good look,
then giftwrap it and give it to you.
They all look at us strange,
tell us young love never lasts.
They have the audacity to laugh at us
when we say they're wrong.
We have to believe they were wrong.
They were wrong.
We laugh along with them because they're all children,
parading around in their parent's boots,
pretending they fit.
They're the scared children hiding in their own skin,
not us.
They're the girls stuck dating boy after boy,
not realizing that the love they're missing is founded in respect.
And the rest of it is laughter.
I set a boundary.
This far and no further.
Today you proved to me you respected me enough,
you loved me enough to not risk my trust for a whim.
Today I decided I love you.
I love you.

I'm terrified,
my love.
Because for every perfect quirk,
you scare the shit out of me.
Despite you bass voice that can be recognized instantly,
and that birthmark you're too confident to cover,
and that little strand of hair that's always swiped opposite to all other,
and your left incisor that's a little crooked that only shows when you grin,
and that glint in your eye when you laugh at yourself,
and that amazing math ability you hide but fits you so well,
and that you care so much more about everything and everyone
but you're afraid to let everyone know so you hide it.
You still scare the shit out of me.
Because despite how happy you are,
you refuse to see anything worth respecting about yourself.
And if you can't see that,
it frightens me how jaded your vision is.

I love you.
And that scares me too.
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