Heart on My Sleeve

I think about her, and my heart sinks into my stomach

My knees buckle beneath me and I choke on the lump in my throat

She's the first thing on my mind when I wake,

And the last

Before dreaming

And

Everything in between

I truely tried to stop it,

I tried to stop these feelings from progressing and becoming

Unmanageable

But

I grew addicted to her velvet touch,

The passion in her kiss,

The deepness of her ocean

Her eyes saw through my darkness and enlightened me

Her arms captured my demons and silenced my thoughts

Because..

Who can think in the presence of such beauty

She embraced my scars

And for once,

I was unashamed of my own skin

And though she saw my bare soul,

She didn't run.

But I lost that safety

I lost my security blanket because the expession of my feelings are unlike any another

Because my soul has the tendency to see beauty in the broken,

Because

It can't see it within its self

And the tendency to outwardly Express such fascination

She wasn't ready for that

You asked me to write a poem about you

So I did

And labeled it

With the heart on my sleeve