Dear John

I don't know you. But I love you.

The night.

Before you could say anything,

I already missed you.

"I had to have you."

Before you spoke. 

I knew I loved you.

I didn't know how but I did.

I know I'm crazy.

Bare with me darling.

I've told you once before,

I can't handle things like this.

They don't know it.

But I do.

The stars will light up at sunset.

I'll be all alone.

Reaching out.

The hunger for your touch

withers me.

Like dead flowers

after everyone has seen them

once or twice.

Why would you do this to me?

I should have known

you would pull me into your neglected eyes.

Stupid me.

Why do you do this to me?

You make it look so easy.

A kiss,

once or twice,

feels like a millennium when I'm

in your faze.

You had me at, "Hello".

When the sun goes down, 

and the stars glitter. 

Reflecting a chasm

deep in emerald.

My eyes,

you never left my eyes.

I'm fragile like butterfly wings.

Wanting to view the world in a 

new perspective.

All I see is you.

My brain will scatter.

My throat will burn

from a torturous howl.

The scream from a criminal stealing hearts

left and right.

But have contained only one.

I'm willing to release the murder in my last capture.

My annihilated arms are wishing to be bound.

I've frozen every tear from my past.

It wasn't easy.

But it had to be done.

Dear John,

you make it hard to smile,

because you make it hard to breathe.

Why do you do this?

Every word I address

to you...

I mean every morsel of

empathetic teases to your untrained mind.

My apologies for that my Darling.

I'm counting down the days when I apperceive

embrace for your corrupted feel.

My adulation for you is maniacal.

Your imperfections make you real.

Dear John,

I'm congratulating you for a work well done.

I've battered my in-conceptions to a standing halt.

to put effort into my works.

You being my canvas,

working and sculpting me, you,

into an abundant masterpiece.

It's safe to say my Dear John.

I have fallen for you,

and busted wide open.

Stitch me with your undeserving love.

Heal my gold blossom bones thick and heavy.

Dear John,

My final words have come to an ending.

your center sweet ambiance,

I drag like cigarettes.

Your breath I breathe in, 

and let out my carbon,

infused with you.

The beauty lies in how you will revive me.

When the rain drips heavy from my eyes,

hellatiously drizzle gazes upon gazes.

I saw a sense of wonder whirling beneath 

your efforts to hold my hand.

We sealed the deal after you kissed me.

Like a letter waxed steamed.

You sweetly retired as the stars 

chased me away.

I heard your heart collapse as I set foot out 

of your sight.

I cried silently.

You dared to ask yourself if

it was love at first sight,

and Dear John,

it was.

Reviews

[Daydreamer54]

Aw, this was very sweet and i love the picture ntw. I also thought it was very poetic and my favorite stanza was the 6th one. Great write! ^^

[Aura Inanna]

You know what I think about this one, sweetheart~ It's so beautiful and well written (and well edited ;D).
LOVE IT!!! :DDD