Metaphors

:: i’ve always wondered about the phrase “my world” what gives you the right to claim that i am something so strong so defiant it is not your world, the world belongs to us all and we have to take care of it but more importantly, i belong to myself, so i am not your world or your universe or your one and only and i can take care of myself how dare you call me something so beautiful. :: silly, you can’t see the universe in my eyes my eyes are blue, i agree, but they have always been my smallest feature. the universe is unimaginably large; no one has reached its end, but you claim to have every feature of mine memorized so you must be wrong. and don’t forget we cling to the earth with trust that it will not choose to drop us into the endless abyss around us and no one could fall in love with me, for my eyes are eyes not a universe :: it was very late when you said that my lips were like a black hole because they pulled you in and you could never escape but you must have forgotten my lips are lips. Maybe you meant my lips affected time like how im always late for work. but black holes slow time which would be helpful then i wouldn't be late (so they still couldn't be black holes) Unless you meant my lips were infinitely big; wrong, but i guess thats flattering. yet, i still don’t know how you could get lost in my lips like how i lose my car keys or my phone because you know where your lips are and your eyes are just fine so you can see my lips see? right here. i always wear red lipstick so you can remember me, and they are also not black. see? now our lips are touching and it feels nice there are no sparks, sir, so tone it down with your crazy metaphors and focus on this kiss maybe you'll think it’ll last forever which would be wrong (again) but i still love you. ::