Rainstorms

We won the battle but the trophy is theirs

Walks of the loss dig into my brain

Clenched fists around my wrists

The way your jaw line connects the thoughts and feelings makes me want to faint

I watch lips moving in slow motion

Hearing nothing but the rhythm of your heart 

Seeing nothing but the display of a motionless mind

Your presentation an automatic A

Overlapping words with intentions of pulling on emotions

And it works

But how can I be tied to you when we're not together

I feel your depression love 

Sadness runs through my veins 

Stomach drops just thinking how you feel worse

My body feels dead 

Heart beat flat lined because yours is

My body is dead.

You jumped off a cliff and I came 

Attached by a rope I didn't know I grabbed onto

Boys are supposed to have back bones but I took yours

Girls are suppose to have a comfort button but I can't find the words

I'm free falling.

I'm free falling.

I'm free falling.

We're under the same rainstorm love

So please, let me give you my umbrella

Keys and Locks

laughter trickles out like rain on a smooth window.

smiles to big for the usual thursday evening.

they told her stories of this, of the days when nothing and no one mattered, but him.

she was skeptical back then.

scared.

no one can touch me, think of me, & want me that much.

no way.

so she wandered.

a wanderer in a wind stormed forest, with her heart locked in a box.

the key hidden,

she held that heart box close, not letting anyone within 30 feet.

many pleaded for the key.

pulling, tripping, and demanding to open the box.

only making it worse.

so she ran.

wandered even farther into the forest,

spent on being content with herself and the heart locked box.

watching from afar as the happiness exploded.

scared.

memories of commanded feelings taking over her motionless mind.

he found her on a good day.

sun out, box out for cleansing.

yet he didn't ask to see it,

beg for the key, or push for an explanation.

simply waited, and watched.

slowly breaking down the wall.

eventually letting him in.

feeling the rush of electricity flow through her veins as his touch became more real.

i have never felt this way, she thought.

missing out on a whole new world all this time.

no wonder people fell so fast into it.

into love.

yearning for the chance to feel the feeling they once had.

she understood now.

so completely and utterly happy.

he makes her good.

pulls feelings out of her box like its nothing.

how can someone be the best and worst decision of her life?

both reaching for the key.

she gets there first, hands trembling, throat dry, he stares at her with pleading eyes.

she's ready.

handing over the key for the first time.

he opens the box carefully to see the fragile heart he loves so much.

here is the key to my heart and me.

because I am so in love with you.