Sunday

I love you like I love the stars

When they're bouncing off my head glowing like fireflies in my curls

I'll still be running to you, just like I always have

 

I love you like I love Easter

Like I love the Sunday morning breezes that make you feel suspended

Wrapped in cotton

Like the sun speckling your face above the concrete

Above the grass so vivid you can see through it

So alive you can feel it

 

I love you like the rush of fall

Like my October

Glitter and breath smoke washing away

Like the blood leaves sticking to my boots

The smell of them sweeter than summer perfume

What better way to keep delicately numb fingers toasty than to hold them

What better way for you to know, than for me to be open

 

I love you like the simple things

Easy to please

Make beauty out of a porcelain tub and cheap crayons

I love you just like the soft hushed days I've spent

Wandering the park, beaches, miles away, bittersweet heaven

Like those big red doors and how it feels to fake cry

And cry

Like gummy bears and dirt brushed dresses

Like knowing no one else would understand like you do

 

Like I love romance/horror/mystery/comedy happy endings

Like I used to dream of loving someone like you

Blindfold thunderstorms dancing in dresser drawers

Running because we can with the world in my hands

Like the scars on my legs, like I needed another reason,

 

Like dancing in the street

With diamonds at our feet

Bleeding glitter to prove it to ourselves

Doing anything we can to get out of this town

 

I love you like I love the stars

Running to you,

Like I always have.

Author's Note

Criticism please? :D