Pyro

You may not like me.

I may not have a place in your heart.

But in my mind, I am the one loving you; cherishing you; kissing you.

Building futures when we are the ones who are dancing; but only in my head because they will never exist.

Re-writing chapters in some ancient history book with my best and most favorite parts with and of you,

including the bittersweet ones and the ones that hurt all the while….

I am the one married to you,

holding you, cradling you until you fall asleep,

telling you about the stars,

the one answering all your questions,

Singing you sweet lullabies at night with my cracking voice.

This was a dream.

And this was all in my head.

I have secret conversations with you at night and I am dreaming that you’llbe the one to be by my side.

To quench my thirst for water and to break the tide while you make the pain of life-like reality and my little fires go out.

Maybe all the rooms are left on fire because of you.

Maybe all the rooms onfire will somehow cease with the wind,

instead of the water….

Me? I’m just a person on a laptop who writes poetry about fierce, free love.