‘And in the end in wonderland we both went mad.’- T.S
It was that cheshire cat smile that did it
I was half in love, half afraid, I saw you through the looking glass
I would look at you like you were my favourite magic trick, a coin behind my ear, a tale on your tongue, how you held me close and licked your lips
We’re all mad here, you would say, your eyes crazed, a match between your sharpened teeth,
You could set yourself on fire and laugh, I am sure of it
But I was always too scared to tell you,
that I had seen madness,
but only in a boy from Pennsylvania
who didn’t know how to love me.
That little room with bright yellow walls
How we laughed our way through the winter and summer
I hope yellow paint will always remind you
of my sunshine smile
My outdoor inside voice
My head on your chest
I hope you look back and think of that year together as magic
a time where you felt true happiness
I hope you meet another girl with a wild soul too
I hope you will be kind when she finds you.
-Yellow is the brightest color of the visible spectrum, and it is the most noticeable of all colors by the human eye. It means happiness and optimism; it is the color of sun shining, or bright light and creativity. … It is the color of high energy, enthusiasm, hope, fun, and cheerfulness.
I am convinced I had not known pure joy until I met you.
Of course, I had felt sunbeams on my face and seen beauty in sunsets and the sound of the ocean. Heard a baby’s laugh and slept in someone’s arms that I loved. Seen snowflakes and sunrises and many wondrous things. But I would have given up all pleasures of the world for you. It is not a secret that you will never stop dazzling me. I had never known beauty until you and I would not be surprised if I lived my whole life and never found wonder again.
Our Love pencil smudged.
How you could not help but make it anything but mathematical,
How I could not help but hate you for it.
Our Tracing paper love ripped
Your logical brain and my rubber heart a useless eraser,
Did she feel how I feel?
Will you keep on the straight and narrow
don’t you dare pencil me out now
and fall in love with the point of the compass
whilst detesting my soft projector curve,
Was I too woman for you?
The sharp point of your own silver compass, cold and piercing,
How I would always come back to you, scratched,
my heart a fistful of crumpled equation paper.
How I would try to multiply and add whilst you would divide and
subtract our relationship.
How you could never quite let me go.
So go ahead, Tell me Again,
Tell Me you love me 360 degrees.
The witching hour
Our midnight equinox secret
The raven blood and white magic that bound us together
Your love a mood stone of contrasting colours how you could not love me just black and white
A star name
An in the next life darling,
The universe of us rotating,
Parallel lines aligned, the stars finally coming together,
Oh, won’t you love me until the sky turns black and the stars scatter.
Distance came to me a year later,
Tall and handsome,
he had not changed.
But, You haven’t known Distance.
Not until he says hello,
and you can’t recognise his voice anymore
Until he hugs you
and his arms
Until you breathe him in
but his scent has been
I was certain I only knew Distance
once you were no longer familiar
But two years later,
Distance came again,
I welcomed him back
like an old friend.
“Am I still your favourite person?”
I asked, eyes wide,
Arms wrapped behind my back like folded
Can you unfold me and
tug at the frayed edges until we forget they existed,
Kiss me clean.
“Am I still your favourite person?” I ask,
Or just forgotten