ice

what if i jumped up and ran away right now

sprinted down the streets

feeling like fire and ice at the same damn time 

and I do not even know how that is possible

but would you come after me

if i ran all to way to Washington state, or Delaware, 

or maybe even f*****g Canada

to make me surrender with everything i have??

don't you know that i love you very, very much

without you, i would cease to exist

don't you know how much i love your so called "imperfections"???

and i want to kiss all of your worry lines that stream across your beautiful face from being too damn anxious all of the time

you deserve to be happy

i hope that someday you can take a hot shower without wanting to 

pick up that awful damn razor 

i love you so, so much

Author's Note

very old, not very good, I need to start writing more.

Reviews

[serpentine]

don't be so harsh on yourself :) What I love about poetry is that the meter can be as important as the content of the writing. The pacing that I read this at varied, in a way that I felt what you had felt while you were writing it. Really good! Keep it up