Metaphorically speaking,

You are not my poetry. I want you to be more than just one passing moment. More than just an instance of my memory that was never given the chance to take flight.

I want you to be my novel. A full length book; a beginning, a middle, and an everlasting end. I want that beautiful and intricate passing moment I would find in my poetry, but only, I want to see that love grow. Imagine our love transpiring over a span of hundreds of pages, rather just a simple few. I want it to experience the good and the bad, and I want to take you to the end with me. I want a developed love, and maybe that’s why I’m saying this. Poetry will give us five minutes at best, but this novel.. it will grant us a lifetime of love.

You are not my poetry, you are my novel.

Tuesday Dec 12 @ 09:59pm
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