What It Felt like

Kissing you felt like poetry,

So I wrote a ballad by your name.

Holding you felt like eternity,

So I stopped counting the moments that were wasted on odd days

Laying next to you felt

Somewhat like home

The kind of comfort that I yearned to return to

As soon as I left your side..

And when you held me with assurance

I felt like art

And so look at the masterpiece you made

And when you smiled back with a tired forehead and an anxious set of hands

It felt like waves

And so my heart churned out a million oceans

When you touched the back of my hand with yours

It fely like the breeze of summer 

And so look at the weather

That went from stone cold to glowing sun

But tonight

You looked completely different

Sounded so foreign I had to look twice to make sure its you

The halo that sat on your head

Lit an unfamiliar light

The resemblance was uncanny,

But you looked nothing of a heaven descent 

Tonight,

You felt different

And so

Darkness,

I became.