You are the insomnia keeping me awake at night and the energy I run on during the day. You are the driving corse behind our 'Conversation' and I am the gear

Okay,

Night turns to day

The sky goes from black to grey

It’s 4:22

The affect of talking to you 

The conversation turns to: Sugar and energy drinks

I’ll pour those down the sink 

Talking to you makes it impossible to even blink

So you see, there is no need for those, don’t you think?

Tick tock 

Goes the clock 

As time continues to fly 

The moment is swiftly passing by

Music drowns the sound 

Sorry am I being “too loud”

But then reality kicks in: 

You have less than 6 hours 

I have slightly longer before I have to face the skyscrapers and towers

As much as I hate it 

I’ll have to talk to you in a bit 

He remains 'Clueless' and I don't want to be the first to say it.

I want to tell him
I really do
but, the light of trust runs dim
so... 'I'm falling for you'

He doesn't see
clueless he is
I've fallen- with him my heart yearns to be
the truth is this...

I love you
This feeling won't shake
No matter what I try to or actually do
my heart, yet again is vulnerable to break

He:
melts my skin
softens my breath
from deep within
loving him is a subtle death

With him:
Butterflies are not all I get
Doubt of self
the mood is set
again to be returned to the shelf

The truth will be seen
The lies'll become clear with time
somewhere I've already been
He is just another in the line

I know he doesn't know,
but he doesn't know I do
clueless I'm not
in his life I have no spot.

The 'Day' is made up of nothing but time and funny enough so is life but for the one you claim to love you don't have time.

60 seconds in a minute

60 minutes in an hour

3600

seconds- your hour

0 invested
for a while, it was accepted

24 hours- my day

that’s 86,400 seconds
coming your way

In a week 7 days

yet you ‘have no time’
you continue to say

But you ‘put in the effort’

strange, I’m not a part of your day

The only way to know if something is really yours is to let it go. Give it 'Distance and Time'. If it comes back it's yours. Keep it, cherish it and never lose it. If not then it never was.

If space is what you need
tell me
and I’ll let you be
the best policy
honesty

An inch you already have
a mile you can take
but ten, ten means a break

Although say it, I no longer do
when apart
deep within all hell, breaks loose

Killing me you are
its sad, strange and
all of the above
where once you were my star

Now we live separate lives apart
despite your residence
in the centre of my heart

We’re drifting
dropping when we are meant to be lifting
dying where all else is living

This needs time
that’s not a crime
it just means the past was a waste of mine

But you know what?
It’s fine.
Maybe my feelings crossed the line.

So on a silver platter I’m serving you 

distance and time.

Some see love as a blessing. Sins they say there are seven. Here is something to think about though... What if they are oblivious to love's real definition being 'The Eighth Deadly Sin'?

​Constantly living in fear

Not prepared to lose

The one I hold to my heart so near

Trying so desperately

To silence the thoughts

Voices in my mind

Telling me

“Walk away”

“it’s okay”

And

“Leave it all behind”

I don’t want to hear it

Silencing the footsteps toward the door

Blanking the vision of a life with him no more

They were wrong

deadly sins- they say there are seven

What about that which deceives you

Making you believe you are in heaven?

What about the one that builds you up

Only to know you back down

Lights your flame

Only to drown you out

Makes you believe

Only to then deceive

What about the eighth guest

On the devil’s party list

The one after the seven deadly sins

The plus one

The date

The one who tells you

Sorry I’m running late

Only to not turn up after letting you wait

What about love?

Deadly sin number eight.

The world presents you with things and leaves it all open to interpretation, 'Definition' is something we create.

Perfection:

Faultless

Eyes you lose yourself in
living in the here and now
forgetting where you’ve been

The experience of the sweetest
summer air in the winter

That warm embrace
beats empty sheets any day

That laugh,
enough to turn a nation

The fire
that silently burns softly
sleeping soundly deep within

The way the lips form words
and words settle into sentences

The look
a gaze at the dawning of day
at a sleeping lover

That whisper when sound
is inappropriate
‘beautiful’

That kiss
enough to melt the snow

A baby’s first breath
the smile on a mother’s face

The tears of a bride
as from her parents she separates

And then there’s
you

If it withstands all obstacles and makes you feel like together you can conquer the world. If you struggle to find the words to explain how you feel because it's far too beautiful to be explained. That's love, and this love is 'Ours'

This love is, mine. His.
Ours

This life: ours.

Our home: the sky you see from afar
and us: the stars

The look in our eyes
the unfortunate
but thanks to you guaranteed goodbyes

So understand
the respect I put in your hand
if in the way of us, you stand

re-transfer the respect back into my hand.