You held out your hand for a fist pump
But I immediately went in for a hug.
Why am I like this?
All I wanted was a kiss.
You keep saying that you want to be
But I’ve seen how your eyes devour me.
Now, your cologne lingers
On my leather jacket.
You go off to sleep with her;
I lock myself in the closet.
I keep hoping one day,
When you’re done playing,
You will have the courage to look back in.
There is no guarantee
But you might just find me
Waiting for you, with arms wide open.
He was a little boy dreaming of the stars,
She was a girl who believed in dreams.
The night they met, they spoke until the morning
Reciprocating ideas, each other’s brains devouring
It was difficult to find
A man like him.
But she was enslaved
To a boy
Who silenced her mind.
During their next encounter,
They had both escaped their ghosts.
Their walls began to shatter,
He held her tiny body close.
Raindrops danced around them
As their universe collided with a kiss.
Never had she met a man like this.
Stars decorated the midnight sky
As they bid each other goodbye.
They appeared much closer now than before…
The little boy’s dream was a dream no more.