Sleep comes so much easier when I'm not mad at you.

And the worst part about it is you're laying right next to me

And I have 2 pretend to not want to speak to you

give you the silent treatment when all I really want to do
is
scream
that
I love you
more than a prison loves its inmate
more than an inmate loves its freedom
and more than freedom loves ...
I wonder if freedom ever loved captivity
I think our love is abstract
to some it doesn't make sense but
its
still
beautiful
and if you turn this picture sideways you will see it isn't perfect ...
I was never one for art anyway ...
could never quite get the frame to stop being so crooked
I never thought it could happen 2 me and here you came

capturing my heart on an off day
when it wasn't worn on my sleeve
when it didn't beat for love
when its rhythms were irregular like missed periods
wondering when I would start spotting ...
I met you and my vessel started hemorrhaging
finally showing signs of emotions
I think I need closed heart surgery to stop this ....
hook line and sinker you fished out a heart drowned in many a margarita fueled man hating session
s and here I thought only my liver could regenerate....
your hands caressing way beyond epidermal layers ...
fingers brushing the most beautiful painting inside my womb
even though I thought I told you I was never one for art anyway
I prefer music and as if you knew this
your tongue started singing a love song that still vibrates on my uvula
Lips not afraid 2 taste my bitterness
you sugar to my sourpatching up quilts prior tailors left unfinished...
covered me on cold nights ....but tonight I can't even sleep....
tried counting sheep ..
.but sheep remind me of wool ..
wool reminds me of yarn...
yarn reminds me of that damn quilt we're not sharing ....
call me pyscho ....
I'm going crazy trying 2 figure out how am I having separation anxiety over an unshared blanket ...
I'm even jealous of the way its hugging all up on you ...
that should be me ...and I wanna pull it off of you
but then I would have to find a sane way to explain the reasoning behind it and seriously ?? Jealous of the blanket ??
So I continue to lie down awake...
angry at the fact that you're snoring
when I can't even breathe in a normal pattern right now
I hope you're dreaming of a way to make this up to me...

cause

when I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my soul to keep if I should die before I wake...
you better have an apology at the wake cause I will haunt your ass until its your time to come spend eternity with me ...
yes I've planned that out too
if you haven't noticed by now
I
love
you
I fucking love you
more than multiple story buildings love elevators
more than elevators love people
more than people in the projects love elevators that function ....
I can't function without you....
and if you never woke up I could never forgive you ...
so don't ever fucking fall asleep without kissing me goodnight.