Strange

JuneM

Its the strangest

Strange that when I'm around you, I don't feel pain

Somehow, you make it change

And I feel fine, almost sane

You smile and tell your jokes

I smile back, a thing I'm not used to doing, sitting next you on the bus

Arm to arm, laugh to laugh, talking about life and our folks

And the strangest thing is, I can talk about my pain to you, actually talk about it and how it sucks

And you're not like the others

You actually know what its like, don't give me pity, but advice

And I like that, strange how we could be competent lovers

I push you away and you come back, I dissociate and you still talk to me

You understand

Seen all my scars and ugly parts, know how I drown in a dark mind-consuming sea

But right beside me you still stand

You stand, and hold my hand

With that same smile that makes my stomach flutter

And just like that, I want to open my shutters

Let some sunshine in, get a real smile on my face

Finally find my place

In this strange and painful world

Forget about all the bullies, all the other boys and girls

As we walk through them, hand in hand, laugh to laugh

Oh god, I can't even remember the last time I laughed like that

And it happened with you

Suddenly, the sky turned a lighter shade of blue

Strange, isn't it?

Strange, yet beautiful, as if just you can make everything change

Go on midnight walks together

Changing me too, and for the better

But I'm still wary, not wanting to get my heart broken again

Is that hard to comprehend?

It is for me, because I want to be with you so bad

Around you, I no longer feel sad

I'm not the monster I think I am, know I am

I'm not some broken thing for everyone to stab

And strangely, I'm no longer nothing

I'm actually something

And sometimes I think of how it will feel for you to touch me

Or how it'd feel to dance with you

Laugh with each other, your presence getting me higher than the trees

And the world around me suddenly doesn't feel so cruel

Because with you everything feels good, so, so good

It's strange, really

How you make me feel so silly

But... I like that 

So yeah, maybe it is all strange, maybe it won't work out

But maybe I could come out the inky black

Of what I would hide myself in to get away

Take down my iron walls

Learn to live, take a minute to pause

Looking over to your milk chocolate brown eyes

Gee, your jacket on me feels nice

So, maybe I do like the strangeness of it all

Maybe we'll last past Fall

And I'll learn how to smile again, get clean 

Rearrange my broken parts so I feel complete

With you, no longer stuck in my cage

How strange

  • Author: 𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓮 𝓜. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 2nd, 2024 13:00
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