Little things
That lovers do
That you dont
Rip out my heart.

Small words
Are big gestures
That you wont
Stop tearing apart.

It’s just time
To end the hurt
‘Cause you wont
Ever love me how l love you.

It’s too late
For goodbyes.

And yet here it is.

© M.H.

I am not afraid
Of the control
You have over me.
I crave it,
Like your breath in the dark.

I am not afraid
Of the empty
days without you.
I need them,
To re-ignite our spark.

I am not afraid
Of the silence,
All the dead time.
I fill it,
With imagining your touch.

What I am afraid of
Are the promises
That you’ve broken.

What I am afraid of
Are the things forgotten
Each time we’ve spoken.

I just want to be loved.

And I’m most afraid I’m not.

© M.H.

I give it all
To you
In the hope
We’ll pull through.

You save it all
For me
In the hope
We’ll always be.

But is it enough?

© M.H.

It sprung from just nothing
While l looked, and you danced
It floods my veins with you
And fuels my very heart.

It’s grown in the silence
When we don’t talk
It got bigger and fiercer
In the hours I missed you.

It spread its grip in absence
When you were never here
It wound its fingers tightly
Held on to the ghost you always were.

It blooms in the darkness
Where no sunlight glows
It spread its tangled roots
In the ground you never walked.

And never will.

© M.H.

I’m looking for your eyes
But they seem to swim away from me
And you’re throwing sleep from your lips.
Two passing ships
In a maelstrom.

I ask you in a dream
If we’ll survive this distance, this time
And your answer swims, unheard, away.
Like you didn’t say
Anything at all.

Some hearts
Just keep on beating.

© M.H.

Some measure love in inches
Some in money
Some in blind obedience
And some in material possessions.

Me?

I measure it in connections
Soul.
Heart.
Crying once in a while
And not being ashamed to admit it.

Opening yourself
To the least pretty parts of love.
The need.
The loneliness when distance divides you.
The doubt.

Even in the most solid of foundations
There are cracks.

I measure it the only way
That’s worth it.

I measure it in you.

© M.H.

Love cast a spell
Poured itself into me
All the colours there are
Suddenly filled me with light
And turned my night into day.

She came my way
Poured herself into me
All the words in the world
Suddenly are known to me
And turn all I say into poetry.

She is my song.

She is my heart.

She is my poetry.
My muse,
My art.

My love.

© M.H.

I see October
When,
In mid-July
I look into your eyes.

I see the end
When,
I’m waiting
For it to begin.

It’s Winter in my mind
While,
Sun blazes down
It’s always goodbye.

I’m tired of losing
Things,
I’ve not even had
For good things to die.

But why?

© M.H.

Yesterday
Before you turned your eyes to me
And you never spoke of love to me
I never believed
In destiny.

Yesterday
Before I knew what love could be
There was no joy in life I could see
I always believed
In futility.

Yesterday
Before today, where would I be
Waiting for something to come fill me
I couldn’t believe
Your love for me.

But now I do.

I do.

© M.H.

I was stupid
I was carried away
I forgot to not say
The things they don’t like us saying.

I was sorry
That l hurt you this way
I just want to replay
The offending words l forgot I was saying.

But you forgave
You had a life to save
I promise to behave
And think before thinking, stupidity delaying.

I almost lost you tonight.

Never again.

© M.H.