Old love poems

here’s a poem i wrote last year to the reason I write love poems

when I first gave you my heart, love.

I can’t breathe.

Not because whenever I walk up or down stairs I can’t speak cause I’m so out of breath but because

your eyes.

your eyes are like the shooting stars you saw but I didn’t because I was looking at

your smile.

the lights don’t shine quite as bright.

your laugh reminds me of that time we forgot what time it was because time doesn’t matter when I’m with you.

It’s just me, you, and the moon.

the air’s getting thinner now and I can’t breathe

but that doesn’t matter because it’s just me, you, and the moon. 

–CB.