My Same.

The similarities we share are too many to count on one hand, you are my same and it makes me want to hold your hand. I long to hold you in my arms, and never let go; as my future lights up, my heart is aglow. I realize now that life works in mysterious ways, I am filled with vibrancy today, although yesterday my world was coloured in greys. You have blindsided me and taken me by surprise, as I think of you, I feel the warmth of a million suns rise. Your voice puts me at ease and helps me sleep, washing away the tears, no longer compelled to weep. I yearn to feel the touch of your velvety skin against my own, it will soothe me like the wind and then carry me home. You have shown me that good things surely come to those who wait; I cannot wait to witness the beauty of the art that we collaborate to create. You whisper words of wisdom that fill my heart with peace, you have helped me fight my demons and provided a means for release. I want to take you by your arm and show you your beauty and worth; navigate the seas and visit every corner of the Earth. Capture me inside your net, I will be your butterfly; grey skies are going to clear up, so let me be your lullaby. I want to make you laugh and see your smile that lights up my eyes, get to know you from the inside out, and slowly help you remove your disguise. I am not like the other guys whose meagre attempts were solely motivated by personal gain, like the rain, I will cleanse your soul and help you feel whole again. I want to be the water that you bathe in, making you clean, and the vivacious energy you get whenever you drink caffeine. You have started to make life feel real, and like a conscious dream; no longer imprisoned by fascism nor its isolating regimes. I want to be the one you turn to when you are afraid or cold at night, and I promise I will do my best to be your kind and noble knight. For you, I will do it all; I will show you that you are a king. Just as long as you promise to do the same, I will give you my everything.

Something New.

A momentary lapse in judgment led me right into your arms, where I have found serenity as I become further beguiled by your charms. My intuition tells me to proceed with caution, or to prepare to be disarmed. Captured like a butterfly, you have caught me off guard. With hope in my heart, I pray that past patterns do not repeat again, for my heart is already scarred. I tread carefully trying to avoid awakening the sleeping sickness, that once made my house a home and then set it on fire, watching it burn into a smoky abyss. With God as my witness, I take my first steps as I am welcomed by your noble knights. Awed by the beauty that surrounds me and enamoured by its sights, I long to see my name lit up by your flashing lights. Precociously pleased by the notion that it could all be mine, as I hold your hand and make the move that will hopefully leave us entwined. With innocence in my eyes, my vulnerability seeps through my skin; you have warmed me with your sunrise, and soothed my soul like the wind. I take your hand and prepare to embark on what is surely to be the journey of a lifetime; just as long as you look into my eyes, and assure me that you will be mine. We can travel the world and sail the ocean blue, climb to the highest peaks together and take in the breathtaking views. I long to feel your heartbeat and synchronize it with my own, just as long as you promise to be the king that sits atop my throne. I will praise you as I shower you with my affection, protect you from harm and support you through rejections. I want to show you what it means to love and feel it in return, and then caress you as you feel the heat within that will flicker and sometimes burn. Like the Spanish Armada attempting to overthrow my queen, you have materialized from thin air, completely unforeseen. Unplanned yet wanted, you can haunt me and remain undaunted. I am now enchanted, and believe that since we have it, we should flaunt it. I swim against the waves, as I choose to dream whilst conscious; I know you will be good for me, and rarely ever noxious. My romanticism has taken flight and hit the ground running, in you, I see potential; you are incredibly stunning. Today I felt renewed, this is how it should have been for so long; I yearn to kiss your lips and dance with you one day to the beat of our own song. You have arrived at the most opportune time, like a gift from the Gods above, thank you for reminding me of my worth that I had lost sight of.

Sen5es.

Broken by the memories that haunt my conscious state, I curse the Gods in misery for my dreaded fate. I tried to grow, and be positive, but this love has only transformed into hate, you were sadly the one that I had mistaken for my soul's true mate. I yearn to feel your hands wrapped up in my own, and crave to feel the softness of your lips that so often reminded me of home. I long to smell the scent, the fragrance of your own cologne, and still desire to see the beauty and majesty that line the streets of Rome. I want to travel around the world with you and taste all of its exotic foods, I need to relive and hear the melody of our joyous étude. I wish upon the stars up high that one day we will see, the canals in Venice and then take the train to Germany. I can still taste you on my tongue although your memory is quickly fading away, please come back and fill my world with colour again; take away the greys. I feel the coarse and rough remorse that stabs me, jagged like the rocks that line the shore. I smell the ashes, and remnants of the fire that once burned between us, extinguished forevermore. I taste the bitterness of losing you that stings my mouth like citrus fruit, it's acidity is not good to me as I finally see that we were just not meant to be. I see you with him and I silently seethe, knowing that he could never fill even one of my shoes. How naive of him to think that he is adored and not just simply being used, I have paid my dues, and thus refuse to return to substance abuse. You were just my muse, a toy whenever I needed to play. Mark my words, that on this very day, I will never return to your symphony of fire and your desolate decay. From now on I will protect my heart with my head, instead of running and embracing the false notion of love with open arms. I will use my five senses to guide me through isolated moments where I am crawling in the dark, no longer a passenger on this toxic love's sinking ship, I have finally, and fortunately found the will to disembark. I count my blessings, not my losses of which you are surely one; the emptiness subsides and my self-respect and dignity have finally triumphed and won. I heard my conscience crying out, pleading for me to come to my senses; I listened for the first time, rebuilt my walls and regained my defences.