I just want a peace of mind
with a piece of mine
That kind of comfort that will cost me to sigh
But nah.
Every time I get to keep you, only I get to celebrate.
No one really knows what goes on here.
So when you leave, I get to deal with it on my own.
Why do that when the whole world deserves
To know how you can light up
A whole city
Just by a simple smile?
Not the one which curves on your lips
But
The one you use to pierce through people’s souls.
Eyes.
Eyes. Eyes.
Eyes sorta see clearly now.
But
Blinded by the feathers you bring
When you flock your wings to fly to me at midnight,
I get captivated, kept, shook.
How can you just carelessly fly all around my room
Not knowing how to settle down?
It’s okay to land right here, sir.
Here we go again.
The next time you come around, I won’t bow down.
My head full of hair, no- I won’t let my crown down.
I’d look up to you as you grab my hand
To help you touch the ground now.
Comfort. Like I can just melt in your hands.
Comfort. Like I can burst into a million pieces.
Comfort. Like I can let go off the ropes that bind me together
Just so I can fall apart
Completely.
Sir, in your hands, I will.
But
Who really needs the saving here?
You know I remember that night in the spring?
You flew around me as I walked by the walls of Hub City.
But
At some point, during the trip, for a quick second,
you flew right through me.
Clipping your hands together up in the air,
Tilting your body left and right to see the right angle,
Head first, you bowed down in front of me,
And then the rest followed, not defying gravity.
Pierced right through,
Pierced right through my skin + bones.
Touched, the core of my foundation, even scraped it a little.
Oh, how that shit hurt; left me with a hole right in the middle.
Right here.
But
I liked that shit.
So, when I like that shit, I’ll do that shit.
Most would treat that wound but me?
Nah.
Ain’t no healing from that.
Right there, I knew, loving you is limitless,
Even when it hurts.
But
How can I be this clueless?
As if I get an unlimited life supply from
The spaces you’ve touched or scraped or left open
Because of some magical aura you hook on people
To always be tied by you, wanting more.
Effortless.
Addicted to a person which symptoms don’t show,
Takes 2.5 seconds to get affected and a lifetime to alleviate.
Stitches upon stitches that I get to sew,
To do nothing but embrace, not to replace nor reshape,
Here I go.
There was no “handle with care” caution around anywhere.
Fragile, I was with a hole,
Wholeheartedly, put me in your hold.
Let me the fuck in.
Sir, with you, I rest my soul.
“It’s so beautiful to know someone fully well, at their peak and at their lowest, in their nakedness, and yet, still love them.”
I just want a peace of mind with a piece of mine.
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