All the things you’ve ever said, you’ve been dishonest. These
Lies became you. And you say your
Ego has left you, and yet you’re so sure of yourself. An
X-ray of your heart would show an endless
Abyss, because you’ve thrown that part of you to the wind.
Nothing will ever, or has ever been, good enough for Alexander
Douglas Brown. And one day, you’ll realize that you’ve
Ended up alone. You push away the only people who would never
Really leave you, as you have done with me.
Baby girl, you say, and it’s
Right, you’re oh, so right.
And I shiver, my iced heart melts to
Nothing. And your words shake something
Deep within me, you hit a nerve.
Only, I didn’t know it existed, and
Nothing effects me like baby girl does.
Comfort within softly whispered words,
How everything you did or said was so
Right, everything was so beautiful.
Is this how it’s going to be for the rest of my life?
So sweet, the tones in your voice, so
Timid, but sure. And you opened your heart when you
Opened your arms, and you let me into your walls. A
Perfect fit, such a wonderful puzzle piece. And it was
How you and I could sleep, so sound, and
Everything else didn’t exist. Our world was wrapped in waves of
Right, and undulations of beautiful solace.
Zealous for August, will it ever
Arrive? And yet, do I even feel for you what I felt for
Chris? A weak, so weak, comparison, for you are so much less than
Him. And I wonder, how will it be when I am there? Will
August bring about an epiphany within me, or will I find the
Right I felt before? Will I be with you for days, or weeks, or
Years? How will I ever know if I never take the chance with you?
Author notes
Just a series of love.
Hasn't everyone been through this?
More will probably be added, but these acrostic
poems will most likely stay the same.
