Come with me

Baby, are you running away, slowly, surely, peeling off skin and more skin?

Dusting off gathered dust, wiping the grime off my brow?

Bare boned beauty, I didn’t want this. I didn’t see your storm, the potential, the immense danger.

Yesterday, I cried over lost love, cried over a faraway soul sister.

Special places slowly fade, special places glow in the dark,

Like a million fireflies clustered together, dying together.

I would like to be your little darling; I would like to be my own too.

I don’t need my head to spin faster than this.

What do you think of me now, destroyed?

Do you want to be a pretty boy in my pretty, picturesque life?

I needed to mourn, needed to alter slightly, but we started walking.

And wave after wave crashed on the shore.

I swung back, feeling tiny, elated, sad.

I embrace the new, the wonderful

My heart warms inside

But I can’t stop these images inside my head.

Blurry, technicolour,

Like three years zooming past in super quick motion

But I am okay, I have to untwist.

I want to fall more, let myself go slowly,

I want to know you, your stories,

I want to memorise you,

I want to walk with you, take trains with you, read with you,

Feed cats with you, talk for hours with you.

Baby, don’t run away.