Babe

Reminiscence- of your breath, your cuddling arms and your soul-searching eyes you linger. You're always there like the rubble after an explosion- the ash from tedious fights. You're luminescent. The kind who stays yet when all's close- you flee, you take the best of me and I envy you- snagging back your heart- challenging your emotions so they don't show- their oppressed by your grace, forever in control- where I can't. I can't hold back my heart. It slips out at the slightest emotion, when it feels right- and though it may not be, though I'll try to scoop it up before it falls- onto the cold hardwood I risk it all. And no matter the ending there's always that satisfaction that I did indeed love which was far better than holding back I just wish you would have done the same.