You - A Poem
Maybe I need you the way the sea needs the
moon
You know there's a reason why they have tidal
waves.
You're like a favorite page that has too many
highlighted lines,
My thoughts are like a soldier's love letter
that crosses borders.
You know,
You always have a piece of my mind and too
much of this heart.
When I dream of you,
I become a burning building without an
emergency exit.
You owe an apology to my head for taking up
this much space.
My nights can spell your name backwards,
They're so used to you.
My waking hours can sketch your face
blindfolded,
For they know all the lines and curves.
moon
You know there's a reason why they have tidal
waves.
You're like a favorite page that has too many
highlighted lines,
My thoughts are like a soldier's love letter
that crosses borders.
You know,
You always have a piece of my mind and too
much of this heart.
When I dream of you,
I become a burning building without an
emergency exit.
You owe an apology to my head for taking up
this much space.
My nights can spell your name backwards,
They're so used to you.
My waking hours can sketch your face
blindfolded,
For they know all the lines and curves.
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