stop yelling

why are you so far away from me

i want you

i want each scar and i want to hear how you got them all

i want your stretch marks that you are so insecure about

i want your big green eyes looking into mine which pale in comparison

i want your scarred wrists and i want to kiss each one

i want your stinky morning breath

i want your silly karaoke voice

i want your hair and to hold it back in a stall after you drink too much

i want your cold hands and i want to warm them up with mine

i want your cute smile and i wanna be the one that makes it

i want to be the one you think about when that song comes on the radio

i want to be the wind in your hair making it a mess

i want to be the ground that you walk on

i want to be the tree you sit under on sunny days

i want to be yours.

Reviews

[Fenix Flight]

I know the feeling. This is very well written, Very relatable!!!

[Honey-Bee]

Nice poem! Pretty accepting and loving poem it must be someone real special you are talking about. I want your big green eyes looking into mine which pale in comparison... Nice line! Thanks for sharing!

[StrixNebulosa]

I love the accepting nature of this... pointing out the bad with light and understanding. A truly heartfelt write