I knew it wouldn’t last forever,
that I could only be in his sun kissed arms for a brief time.
I knew it was just for that moment,
but I still craved to drown in his golden coloured eyes.
What we had was harmless, if you really want to believe that.
Countless hours by the pool, smiles and embraces.
Conversations of what we enjoyed most, his alluring voice singing to me
his favourite songs.
The touch of his hand upon mine,
sending hair raising warmth
all over me.
Saying goodbye was hard but when he kissed my cheek
and held me for the last time, I knew I’d see him again one day.
I know nothing came out of it, that it wasn’t real,
But for a moment, it felt like it could have been.
It starts off like a gentle breeze on a summer night.
The hairs on your skin slowly rising, you smile.
The atmosphere is filled with the buzzing of bees and dragonflies.
Your heart silently beating in the background.
The sun is setting and blushing, exposing how you feel.
The warmth gently caressing your face.
There’s the last little whispers of birds from behind the trees,
letting you know to be prepared.
You’re in a daze, the waves are pulling you in.
You try to fight it, but you know that once he holds your hand,
there’s no way to beat the current.
I was feeling empty and cold,
My heart frozen in time.
Nothing able to re-ignite that love,
Nothing to remind me of what could be.
It wasn’t till I heard your voice,
That gentle, calming voice.
That spark it ignited, the warmth it brought,
I could feel my soul heating up.
That passion that was once lost,
Brought back by an old friend,
Who had been locked away in the back of my mind,
The excitement of hearing that comforting voice,
Reminding me of who I once was,
Telling me, guiding me.
I could feel the warmth rise through my veins,
Radiating heat, it was a good kind of burning,
I remembered what I once wanted.
How one downfall had left me frozen,
Here I was again, enjoying the heat,
Bathing myself in glory.
I had been waiting for the sun,
But all along, it was within me,
Waiting for the day, I was no longer afraid.
The only fever, I have ever loved,
The only burning and warmth, I have cared for.
I will try not to forget,
That I love what I do.
So this was written in 2014 and I submitted it to be published in my school magazine, unfortunately it was not picked but I decided to post it on the blog to share with you. I was sad for awhile because I thought it was just terrible but my sister said it wasn’t picked because it was terrible but because there were other submissions that were more of what they were looking for. Anyway, here it is. ❤
cheeks flushed the colour of blossoms,
that fluttering of a million butterflies within me
that I cannot control when you walk by
my heart flutters,
all I know is I can’t wait to see you again.
She was drowning,
she was okay with it.
She liked the numbing
that it caused.
It’s not that she was afraid,
she was used to be alone.
She liked the feeling of
not feeling anything at all.
She was consumed in her own thoughts.