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What If We Fell In Love?
We’re sitting in silence as our hands scatter across lighted keyboards and I can’t help but wonder, what if we fell in love? That’s possible, right? I swear there have been times where I almost said it, “I love you.” but thought it better if I didn’t. It’s always in the back of my throat, waiting to be written down in a cliché love poem but each time I decide to swallow. But even as I’m holding back those words, I can help but wonder if maybe it could happen for us. Maybe you’ll keep making me laugh, I’ll keep hanging on your every breath and maybe this could actually last.
I’m not sure if the words on the tip of my tongue are thought-through ones but they desperately want to be heard. And even if they aren’t, even if they’re just my heart getting caught up in yours, caught up in the sound of your moan or how my heart skips when you pull close.. what if those words when said, what if they gave us hope? Nothing gives me hope, nothing makes me want anything different but something about you makes me want to be a better person. I want to be better because you deserve it, we deserve this.
What if it really happened, what if we fell in love and had our own sick twisted version of happy ever after? This may be the wrong time or there may never have been better, and I can’t help but shout these feelings I’ve been holding back since September. I love you.
I’m not sure if the words on the tip of my tongue are thought-through ones but they desperately want to be heard. And even if they aren’t, even if they’re just my heart getting caught up in yours, caught up in the sound of your moan or how my heart skips when you pull close.. what if those words when said, what if they gave us hope? Nothing gives me hope, nothing makes me want anything different but something about you makes me want to be a better person. I want to be better because you deserve it, we deserve this.
What if it really happened, what if we fell in love and had our own sick twisted version of happy ever after? This may be the wrong time or there may never have been better, and I can’t help but shout these feelings I’ve been holding back since September. I love you.
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