I used to be in love with you.
Not the physical sight of you but you the blatant thought of you, you.
I use to slip and slide in every crevice of you.
Mind blowing, head spinning I had you in a daze thinking of ”We”.
The indulgence of me mentally.
The keenness surrounding you, capturing my mind, i’m stuck drowning in nonexistent memories of us.
Foreseeing a future of what could be. .
Maybe I use to be in love with you!
I mean me.
You is me.
I became you, you became we.
We became one….
US
Perfection in disguise I never fell so deep looking in between something that was never separated.. The mystery of we is like walking in between raindrops.
Something impossible but i’ll continue determinedly until the skies dry.
And the love we share resembles a tree.
I imagine that’s how long you loved me.
Eternity …
Like a tree truck ill count the rings around you and they’ll represent every glimpse of happiness you blessed me with.
One for every laugh we’ve shared.
Every synchronized moment our eyes met before our lips touched.
Two for every heartbeat that skipped its sequence and hit repeat after a grasp between us.
Three for every thought in the back of your mind saying it was meant to be every single time.
I use to be in love with you,
before I met you,
when I knew you, having thoughts of you.
I always wanted you.
If I could describe our love i’d use old songs starting from the 1990’s.
Old, slow, meaningful, only to show the idea of how love actually should be.
Erykah Badu.
”Summer time came and the flowers bloomed. You became the sun, I became the moon”
That’s love for you, the love I have for you.
I use to be in love with you.
Before I knew you, before I understood me.
Before the development of we
All I saw was us.
I used to be so in love with you.
–Brielle KD
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