The Bittersweet Symphony of a Thousand Forgotten Moments

A thousand words scatter haphazardly across my paper
& a thousand more clamour through my mind
All for you.

[I’m no Juliet, but I’ll still kiss thy poison’d lips
If you’ll allow my unworthiness such profanity.]

I’m sorry.

For these silly poems, and the drawings in my book;
For listening to love songs, and always wanting to be with you;
The way that sometimes I’m stunned into silence by your presence;
And sometimes all I can think is
[I’mLuckyI’mLuckySoLuckyLuckySoVeryVeryLucky…]

& I know that sometimes we’re a little bit like
[A fairytale ending with the Pogues...]
& my friends will never see in you what I do
[That Spark.]

But I miss you so much right now, so much there’s tears pricking my eyes &
[There’s another thing; I’m sorry for being an emotional train wreck.]
I’m real lonely in this big, cold house without your arms around me…
I feel so incomplete without you.

This is love.

Because I’ve never felt anything so [strongly.irrationally.deeply.violently] before, and I never want to again, unless you’re there to save me.

I’m sorry for being
[unstable.needy.weak.over-complicated.ridiculous.temperamental.highly-strung.yellow-bellied]
.U.N.W.O.R.T.H.Y.

But I’ll try ‘til it kills me.
I’ll fight my fevers and your Snakes&Bumblebees.
And if I only get to glimpse the back of your head across a crowded hallway at school,
It’ll be enough.
[to set my fearful heart afire with butterflies and cyanide.]

So I’m indescribably sorry if you have to read this
[awful teen angst love poem…]
And that you have to put up with me.

But I’m not sorry
That I'm yours.

Just grateful.

♥