Deaf

If it were easier to let go, I would run and never look back. Allow my train to derail, leaving life's tracks. I would start anew in a country unknown, just to feel my heart beat again, to know that it is not made of stone. But you make it so hard to leave your pretty eyes, the thought of life without you, makes me want to cry. I would sob for days, trying to atone for my mistake. I always run back into your arms that never fail to shelter me from harm. I might be called a coward, weaker than most because I stay with you. But the ones that call me names, have lived their lives in glass houses, decorated in shades of blue. I cannot express how lonely it feels to be depressed, how you ignited the spark that set fire to my heart. You are the summer breeze that cools my skin in the scorching heat, the missing piece that makes life's puzzle complete. The water that hydrates when I am slaked with thirst, and the number one that always strives to come first. We may not match or be alike at all, but you balance out my discrepancies and add cushion to my falls. You support me better than anyone has known how to before, you have restored my will to survive, my spirit is not restless anymore. You know me inside and out, even when I am filled with doubts, your love remains pure and always devout. Your hand's print always remains, in my own, even long after you have departed. My lips are now stained by your kiss, as I am always questioning whether this should have ended before it started. I can feel your heart beating through your chest, I hear every whispered word you say whenever you are stressed. I am unlike the others, I never look before I leap, always unconcerned with what is within the norm. In my world, proper is an endangered word. Happiness can come later, I would much rather be excited and thrilled, for all that we have to look forward to and the home that we will build. I do not care for fancy things, just someone whom I can grow old laughing with. We will sail the seven seas and then climb the mountains high. Still, I wonder whether I should have ever said goodbye, to those eyes so pretty, that fill me with such glee because it is unfair to drag you into my misery. I can no longer pretend that I still love you as much as I did on day one, but I can definitely say that your warmth fills me like the sun's. Your vibrant aura offers me a sense of comfort and security, but it is still unfair to selfishly remain, just to avoid feeling lonely. One is the loneliest number, and I have experienced it all before, but I still think it is much worse than feeling tired and ignored. I cannot change the way I feel, or turn back the hands of time, but I can guarantee that I will love you as long as you are mine. We will go to the opera, and speak in languages of love that we have never understood before. And when the sun has set, we will find shells along the seashore. This reckless love has stood the test of time so fine, ignite it and it might explode like turpentine. I can no longer deplore that you are the only one that my heart will ever beat for, your name is embedded deep within my chest, and I promise to show you that together we are deafeningly blessed.