You know the feeling of a cold winter day
and how sometimes that harsh, crisp air
is almost refreshing?
That’s how you felt.
They told me to expect butterflies,
but I felt the soft buzz of bees
as they gathered in their hive,
when you smiled at me
and said hello.
My feelings for you made me brave,
so I made the first play
in our game of chess.
I think I might win this round.
Your army knocked down my walls,
although they were never stable to begin with.
My line of defines was tired,
and I would be lying if I told you
I wanted them to fight you off.
The way you held my hand
made me see purple.
And although I don’t know what that means,
I know you are everything.
I saw birds up their in the sky,
sometimes they would fly above the clouds.
My heart was up their with them.
The weather was as hot
as my heart felt in my chest.
My mother should have warned me,
that with love
and you were very talented
at giving both.
Getting what you want
if not always a good thing,
because it comes with so much more than you bargained for.
I’m afraid that I’m falling,
The cold winter air
was no longer refreshing,
and the bees
I tried to get it all back,
shove it back in my heart where it came from.
But once it’s gone,
oh my it’s gone.