Insanity and heaven.

Insanity and heaven.

If I had to describe love in one word
that didn’t mean insanity
and didn’t rhyme with heaven
My go-to word would be your name.
Not only because your name was Autumn,
my favorite season
But also because I died a little like autumn leaves
in our story.
Love for me was your gold sunkissed skin,
and a thousand falls.

There are so many metaphors out there
each describing parts of our story;
and if I had to choose one
It would probably be the glass half-full.
You filled me with love;
but kept me thirsty
and made me question my approach to madness.
Was I too empty and needed more
or was I doubtful and wanted too much?
You tell me.

Our first date ice-cream flavors were
Butterflies, clichés and shooting stars.
The first time our lips played thumb-a-war
You tasted strangely of my childhood and yesterdays.
I say strangely because I remember holding you
like you were a tomorrow.
Netflix and chill with you reminded me
of my favorite book.
Whenever I got a new copy of my favorite book
I’d hold it close and sleep.

I’d hold you close and sleep.

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