My Whole Expanse I Cannot See…

I formulate infinity stored deep inside of me…

Jul 28

Things not said

Category: Creative Flash,Life

Do you know he’d stay, do you know it deep-down, in that same place you know the sky is blue only to fade to black? Do you know he’d stay until the end of his everything? He’d stay perpetually wanting, he’d stay until he quit breathing, if you asked. Did you see that in his face, in his eyes, did you feel it in his touch? Do you know these things?

He’s enthralled to you, you hold every key to his every lock. Your smile. soft and bright as full moonlight. Your warm eyes, the color of fall leaves. He knows your face so well, loves you so well, he could sketch every inch with his eyes closed. It’s almost too much beauty, more than he can hold inside him sometimes, almost too overwhelming, when things are quiet, when he’s alone, He knows you’re more like a star fallen from the sky than just some anybody. He knows there’s no one who can fill his dull world with so much radiance. He knows you’re the only you.

He’s laid next to you at night, woken from bad dreams, feeling you there slowed his racing heart, made his head a safe place. You never heard it, you looked too peaceful nudge back to conciousness. but he’d tell you things.  Angel, I love you, I can’t explain how much, I just love you with everything in me. I don’t want to be anywhere else right now, you’re where I want to be, always, since the day we met. I don’t ever want you to go. He’d feel so much, say so much, all while you slept.

He loves you for all your beauty, for the peace you give him when you’re close, but not just those reasons. Something intrinsic draws him in, there’s something intangible that he sees in your eyes that binds him and ties him to you so tightly. Sometimes his wrists bleed, bound by invisible strands. The pain makes no nevermind to him. He’d cut himself a thousand times for you. He’d bleed out for you.

He’s never told you these things, but do you know them anyway, in ways unspoken?

You’re asleep now, but you’ll be awake soon, somewhere else and not with him.

6 comments

6 Comments so far

  1. Veronica July 28th, 2011 2:45 pm

    I’m so glad you write again. Michael, don’t ever stop writing. You have such a talent and you have so much to give. You bring out such emotions in your writing and once again, you have me in tears… Because I know. I know. And I know that pain all too well.

  2. Veronica July 28th, 2011 2:47 pm

    PS: Nevermind my repetitive use of “writing”…

  3. tasha July 31st, 2011 1:23 am

    i wish every boy spoke with such passion. with such truth. followed with action. especially the one i sleep beside. every single night.

  4. amanda July 31st, 2011 10:34 pm

    This is a sincere question – Have you ever seen a therapist?

  5. michael July 31st, 2011 10:40 pm

    amanda: Not your concern.

  6. amanda August 3rd, 2011 10:37 pm

    You are sharing your life on a blog where anyone could read it, saying highly personal things. Why so defensive? This blog reminds me of my journal when I was 18 and I was incredibly depressed. Which I suppose is why I’m interested in your blog. Speaking from experience, with time and therapy, things do get better. That’s probably not comforting and likely will provoke another cranky response. After you’ve gotten that out of your system, I hope you’ll think about it.

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