Adventures in Love

Dust

I could fill endless pages about you.

Whole pages,

No spaces between lines,

One between each word,

I don’t want to think about it.

And I was fine,

Before I dove into your mind.

And I was fine,

Before you reached inside mine.

And I was fine,

Before I knew I could catalyze such laughter.

And I was fine,

Before I knew I could draw such genuine grins.

I was fine.

There are parts of me that hate you.

There are pieces that can’t let go.

There are fragments of apathy,  

There are shards of love.

But they are all just scraps,

Partitions of a whole.

Results of ardor without a goal.

They are your selfishness,

Meets my self-destructiveness.

They are your immaturity,

Meets my insecurity.

They are your pains,

Shot through my veins.

They are particles,

The dust we turn up.

You and I.