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Rated: 13+ · Prose · Teen · #1543069
I hope that the feeling's mutual, darling.
I. Diligo Te . . .

And baby i can't say I love you like everyone else can because it's just too easy
So I’ll just say: I want to feel you completely
And I want to trace invisible outlines and press my fingers into the strong bones of your back
I want to murmur against the breath that you breathe out
Because baby it's just too easy to make it all simple

And you know that I’m not like every other cookie-cutter girl out there
I don't have the luscious curly hair
I’m not drop-dead whoa-look at her eyes exotic
But I want you completely and if you could please, please, please
Not erase me from your mind; I’d love you (more than I already do)
Because baby it's just too easy to make it all simple

Darling, sweetheart, light of my life, whatever and whichever you want to be called,
I want you to know . . .
I want you to know that your:
Glacial eyes, russet curls, denim jeans, and masculine beauty
Are all packaged up within my mind
(And hot damn!) I still remember you like I remember a good birthday cake
I can still taste the salt on my tongue from last year's greatest Tuesday
And I want to tattoo your name across my heart if that's okay with you.
Because baby it's just too easy to make it all simple

And I’m sure--totally certain--that my mud-brown eyes run through your mind
Like flickering old films too fast for you to register
I bet (my whole set of drawings--well not really) that you still know the sound of my
(Voice) singsong words and aren't you so tired, so tired of replacing broken girls?
All the others, all the others did they love you love you love you and cry for you?
Did they say <I want to be your everything>?
Because you know I highly doubt that
I want to clasp you to me like a newborn babe and cradle you until you wither away
('cause it'll happen eventually)
Because baby it's just too easy to make it all simple

And I love your slightly droopy eyes, your baby-blues, your softly puckering lips,
Your deep thunder-crackling voice, your old denim jacket (and didn't you wear that yesterday?)
I love you and your 'screw the world' attitude and your devotion to everything metal, metal, Metallica, satanic death and anti-religion and your words are like my bible so I want you to know . . .
I want you to know . . .
Because baby it's just too easy to make it all simple

Sending you a postcard with hearts on it or writing song lyrics is just so last year and the year before this year old
And as you know I always love to be innovative and I’m sure you love that secretly oh secretly
And I want you to know . . .
I just want you to know . . .
That if you want me to go then I’ll be gone gone going like smoke, like the wind, gone like the wind
And baby if you want me to stay and be friends with you then I’ll gladly resume what I think we've started
We could just sit and talk about bands and life and death and babies and nothing and everything and I’d love you love you
Still, yes I would
And I want to tell you that I’ll convert to the religion of you if you want me to
Because baby it's just too easy to make it all simple

And darling, sweetheart, light of my life, whatever and whichever you want to be called,
I can't say I love you like everyone else because they throw it away like used tissue
I love you can be for anything and everything: cars, dogs, your dog, my dog, your mom, or my mom
I love you is so universal so complicated so annoying and so it's just too easy to make it all simple

But if you want it simple, then simple it shall be
'cause I’ve adored you and wanted you and sighed at the sight of you
For (oh how long, you ask?) four years and counting
And all of those barbed wire pointed words that I said on Saturday and the year before this year and the year before the other one
That doesn't matter . . . nothing else matters . . . nothing else really matters . . .
Because truthfully honestly actually I love you babe
Because baby in the end: that's all this really added up to

A/n: So to the beautiful blue-eyed boy,
Thank you for inspiring me to write this heartfelt piece on you.
Think of this as a confession of sorts to you.
I love you so darn much, you filthy brown-haired metal-head! :)
And that's all I have to say.
Oh and yes the random rambling and butchering of capitalization was very intentional in this piece. 
Free-form is so very liberating, don't you think? ;)
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