green.

i used to call him my yellow and blue
because when i combined the brightness of his mind
when the coolness of his body
it made men green with envy
every quality i had ever looked for
he had plenty
alone like a damsel in distress
he found me
and we quickly
became the epitome
of what a love jones was meant to be

we were infallible
we were compatible
and we were drawn together like bees to honey
like pimps to money
like comedians to funny
like a dunce cap to a dummy
and together
we climbed an eternal ladder towards bliss

his kiss:
made me breathless
his touch:
made me restless
his love:
was so effortless
that he seemed to mock a perfectionist
but that was just him

he made love to my body until i was limping
he words became eargasms
as i became addicted to listening
his comfort was a cloak of warmth that i was permitting
to engulf me

because if his love was flames
then i wanted to burn
and if his love was a teacher
i was eager to learn
if his love was a star
i wanted to be a constellation
and if his love was hurricane
then bring on the devastation
cause like a linear equation
we combined like terms
and the sum of us was a straight path
with no curves or turns

but i digress
because in the midst of our content
these words i did not express

i guarded my heart with brick walls
and cement doors
and i hid my true feelings between steel ceilings
and titanium floors

and for 12 whole months
he tried to fit his way in
and even tho i adored him
part of me was not up for confessing
and as 12 months became 24
we have gone on and parted ways
and now i wonder if he counts the months
the way i have begun to count the days

because the tables
have been turned
my lesson
has been learned
and now
i am forced to walk in his shoes

but with every ounce of my being
if i ever saw him again
i’d never hesitate to say

i’m in love with you.