You are the mistakes i made in college.
you are the right shot of southern comfort
and the walk back to my dorm that i don’t remember.
if i’m being honest, i miss being that reckless.
your neck is mural of lips that belonged to women
who never loved you and i refuse to be one of them.
you are a hangover.
you are breakfast at 3 in the afternoon.
you make me sick and i love you.
i will not kiss your neck with imperfect courage.
i will cover their lips with my own
and i will never be embarrassed
about throwing up in my own hair
that night i called you and told you
that you were the worst miracle i’d ever known,
because i meant terrifying.
i meant perfect.
i meant please don’t leave.
i’m trying to make this a good thing,
and you knew.
—caitlyn siehl, “the mural”
I sometimes silently wonder how it all started and how we are going to face every people accusing us wrong. just a simple text by you
i was surprised maybe because seeing you flirt was something new. you started talking about my photos and i smiled after every compliment. the more you complimented, the more i smiled. then slowly came the topic called love. i thought you were joking so i went with the flow but.... you were serious..still i thought you were completing a dare. i most of the time chatting with you i thought "is this right? " " now the time to be serious." you said and i was as confused as before. i was worried about our future and you sensed that. you said, "i am always with you." that gave me a hope... that gave me a smile. still i was confused..... soon i agreed. those three magical words were special. the more i talked the more i loved you. i am not afraid, i am just worried about the times we have to go through in future.... still i have a confidence that you will stand by me and say, "we will,we can and we must be together,forever." #writingcommunity#writersblock#writerscommunity#writing#writersofinstagram#writer#writerslife#poetsofinstagram#poeticjustice#poems#poetrycommunity#letter#love#longform#us#future#society#couplesgoals#deepestquotes#quotes
Governed by love kept in line by doves,
your lips give me bliss that help me forget this ache in my chest that began when you chained my heart with gentle caress.
i’m in love and bent underneath your will it’s a tragic form of art but i relish in the pain to know i warm you.
it is my own reward.
a fool blindly in love for i cannot see what is above but bloodied chains.
please don’t let go of me.