I Love Him

I love him

All the time

And he loves me too

Sometimes

During mornings

He holds me close

Like nothing can part us

For we're locked

In unbreakable embrace

And our bond

Is mightier than the Gordian knot

He loves me

In those minutes before midnight

He kisses me

His lips glide gently

Against mine

Like a dew

Washing away my fright

Oh I trust

That he loves me deeper

Than the night

Yes, he loves me

During the early hours of dawn

He whispers

Words that melt a heart of stone

I feel it

As it penetrates my bones

Such passion

Immortalized in songs

Oh he loves me

When the sky turns dark

And the moon

Tries to drive away the demons

Stealing the light

So I won't be completely shrouded

By the ghastly night

And my tears can glitter

A sparkling stream of anguish

As I cry

He loves me

Yes, sometimes he does

Though it will never be enough

To fill the void gaping

In the depth of my soul

I savor the moments

When he showers me love

Those precious "sometimes"

I pretend they last

And that they commensurate

All the tears I shed

When the season changes

And he doesn't feel a beat

For me at all

-I love him and he loves me too, sometimes...

Katie,21:00

His eyes were golden

When the light passed through them

And he stared at me

Like I fell from heaven

But I came from the raging sea

Swam to shore to meet the me

That he found surfing with the waves

Longing to be set free

-His eyes were golden,

Katie, 16:00

In all those years, darling

I wanted to be

Someone

An epitome-

Of dreams fulfilled

So I toiled

Harder than I can afford

Broke my bones

Didn't care if I crawl

In the end though

All of these

Mean nothing

If you leave

So darling

Instead of

Becoming somebody-

Admired

Can I just be

Someone you're proud

To call "mine"?

-Someone to call mine,

Katie, 19:45

You are my peace in this tumultuous world.

Katie, 20:30

There are times when I refuse to go home. Home, I don't know if I still have one. Wood and concrete, dead souls and winter nights, these are warmer now... way warmer than the place I used to call home. So tonight, I'll linger in the streets, in the empty and quiet spaces of the city. I'll trick myself to believe I have someone waiting for me. I'll sip my cold coffee, tell the wind to stop humming songs. For they only make me long, long for a place I no longer belong...

-empty and quiet spaces,

Katie, 21:30