thirty five

Love is when you realize time has changed,
You yourself, and how you perceive everything around,
How the world around you sounds,
It’s different,
Irrelevant but at the same time is,
You’re moving through spaces swift and brisk,
Unlocking every chamber of their secrets,
It feels fluid and smooth,
To trust, and be trusted,
How your hand stroke against theirs and how it felt,
And how soft their lips tasted, and how yours melted,
A smile that scuffles a heartbeat,
And the worst of it all is when you realized,
That your worst nightmare had changed too,
When the thought of one turns into two,
You’ll realize, monsters aren’t what you’re scared of,
The greatest fear is waking up and not seeing you.

Someone who writes a lot of poetry. Shit or not, they're mine. I'm also a lazy ass traveler. Stick and stone may break my bones, but staircases, they get me.
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