Another Story

Love told me her parents decided to live in separate houses,
but she knew the exact term and never feared to say it out loud.

Love fell asleep unfamiliar and stayed sleeping beauty until
dad decided that time was closing and love was too far from home.

Love just turned 7 years in September and your love ended after 8.

Love danced onto a ship and fell into the pacific ocean, not drowning
but swimming to the shoreline.

Love fell through the roof and she still didn't recognize it.

Love unbalanced mind over body.
Dizzy and misunderstanding 70%

She told love to walk backwards.
With cold feet and wide eyes she stopped still, enclosed
in her mind forgetting where she left her heart.

Love had a checkerboard heart.
He never learned how to play,
giving up was always the first option.

Love seemed too personal keeping all aspects out of reach, but your
arms knew there was always room to grow.

Love twisted the truth.
She could no longer bend
backwards to notice so ignoring
the fact became painless.

She informed love she had no secrets,
but love continued to reveal all of his own
in colors that resembled rainbows and shapes
corresponding with open windows that she never
came around to escape out of.

Love was not always unknown deliveries of flowers,
but long books and anomalous vocabulary in tall grass fields.

Love was see-through glass fire places.
Never walking through to the other side
and too busy to run the perimeter so she
makes a bed by the fires edge.

Love knew that this weather would last forever
so she wouldn't cry as much.

Love told her the mountains collected clouds.

She knew loves story couldn't estimate happily ever afters,
but love still shows her.
Love always illustrates for her,
it was all worth it.