Love is a wave.
Rushing at you like water towards the shore.
It’ll wash away stones leaving beautiful memories behind.
Shiny little shells, each with a story to tell.
It’ll crash into you and knock you back a step.
And as it rushes back, it pulls you deeper.
Slowly, little by little, until all at once,
you’re wrapped in waves and carried out to sea.
-b.e.
I loved him Long before I knew him The more I knew him The deeper I fell Despite everything We were always meant to be -b.e.
One minute he was just a friend The next he was something more One glance One smile One word He’d swept me off my feet and he didn’t even know it. All at once I was just a moon in his orbit -b.e.
The hallway sits between me and you I wait for you to call me for you to let me in Sometimes you reach for me willingly other days you wait within I feel your hand on the other side pressed to mine again I wait because I love you. I wait knowing you’re always there wishing I was always here. -b.e.
His hand brushed mine ever so gently. Just enough to know he was close. My heart raced uncontrollably My face disguised in the night. the shadows of the trees, the moonlit wisps on the walk. crickets sang out the tension, with only just one note. our fingers intertwined. his hand embraced in mine. the warmth of the night. of our skin, of my heart. exposed in just one time. He smiled without a word. Gently squeezed my palm our lives forever changed. in that moment on the walk -b.e.
I don’t like to think of her. She brings up too much anger. She had her own shit going on. It makes it hard to hate her. If not for her, and her prodding, I would have never seen you. If not for her pushing me I might have never loved you. She messed with us. She messed with you. She broke your heart and mine. But as she played and broke us She actually made us stronger Her messed up life worked out for us. And for that much I owe her. -b.e.
a shot glass full of whiskey a bright red plastic cup a wounded heart a broken soul that just couldn’t get back up he loved her but couldn’t say it she loved him and couldn’t hide it years of back and forth missed connections mixed up messages her broken heart couldn’t stand to love him so much and just pretend not too so she decided she wouldn’t anymore she’d just stop loving him he stood in a corner watching her his brain wouldn’t let him love her the way he wanted to the way his heart told him too and he just watched her throw back drink after drink trying to wash him away a house full of people a party still raging he walked out before she did she was in another world driven by whiskey and heartache he thought she didn’t notice hours later, a heartache and a headache she sits on a couch in the early dawn of morning ashamed, still heartbroken still a little drunk she texts her friend he’s still that much at least she needs a ride home and he comes he brings her back to her place lays her on his couch with a blanket a glass of water and tylenol he still loves her even if he can’t say it she still loves him even when she tries not too their hands brush finger tips to skin a crash of electricity a realization within he almost lost her once he won’t lose her again
b.e. poetry: A place for my words 