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A LOVE STORY SERIES (POETRY VERSION)




EASY AS ABC: FALLING IN LOVE


Ewwwwww, Love and Crushes.

It was magic I felt when I laid my eyes on you.

Your piercing blue eyes under your hat,

Your tan skin, purple colored shirt

How are you? You ask me twice,

I laugh the second time.

It felt natural when we talked,

Like two wild fireflies finding their light in the summer.

I could do this all day,

I thought as I glanced at you talk about your life.

The feeling of a child finding a forever home,

Or a soldier returning home.

You’re not the first person I’ve looked at with wishes for forever,

But you’re the first that I’m hoping that what we have is real and it will last.

We lost our way because you stared at me too long.

I feel so giddy, like I’m in 5th grade all over again.

A Cheshire Cat smile beaming on my face.

Curled up in my pajamas, hoping to see you again.

Remember when you pointed at a firework and all the beautiful places you had ever been, and you ended the night with

You’re really beautiful too.


THE TURN OF THE TIDE: THE REELING.

Reeling: (Confusion, scared, do not know how to act)

Lafayette Avenue

And I sat across the room wishing to read your mind,

Do you love me? Do you love me not?

Is it fear that’s keeping you from giving me all of you?

Or do you not care enough, do you not see me worth anything?

I spend all our time wishing I could read your mind,

Then I spend the rest of my time wondering if I did, would I be able to handle the truth?

And after that thought I knew.

It’s not that I didn’t know what was on your mind, I just didn’t want to accept it.

People will call it denial; I’ll call it hope.

Maybe one day you’ll see me and feel the same way I do.

That’s why I’m still holding on to this one thin strand of hope and love even when all of me knows that I need to let go.


THE HARSH TRUTH: REALIZING IT IS OVER


You're My Perfect Bad Boy Nightmare.

And all the criers in the sky are painted in the memories of you and I,

And I’m caught up spinning round in a whirlwind full or you and the days when I would drown in you and the games we played.

I thought that it was fun, playing games in the sky when our hearts would be the ball we played with back and forth.

We're spinning going down but this time you’re not around.

You’re not around.

All my gray skies are colored with you.

All my storms are screaming your name.

All my heart longs for is a memory for you, where your face and laugh didn't cause me to break all over again.


THE END: FINALLY MOVING ON.


A Girl Can Dream - This Girl Dreams

I see you in pieces, in my stories.

I see you like a ghost, haunting all my beautiful dreams because you were the nightmare I had to let go off.

I see you, like a ghost hanging over me because of all the promises we made that I walked out on.

I see you when I close my eyes to daydream about love that feels blue.

I see your golden glasses with black tints that covered the windows to your heart in the airport waiting like real love to pick me up.

When I close my eyes, I can see us soaking up the warm feeling of light on our faces and you turn and stare at me, because the neural pathways in your mind fall into the same default setting that I’m far more beautiful than a normal mind can fathom.

I see you in my midday getaways thinking about how you don’t remember a you before me, and every inch of you right now is intertwined in my blue.

I see you when I dream of a love so deep. I see you every time I think of forever.

It’s just crazy how in my mind you were the epitome of love while in real life it was everything I was terrified of.

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