Mailyn.

Unconsciously all I was searching was a nook I could fall into
Didn't even notice how bad I wanted it
A familiar smell, to feel tightly held

The many nights I couldn't sleep
The numerous thoughts I put into this desire
Consuming, really
Tiring, a search with no apparent end

Thought of letting it go, the desire
But it wasn't letting me go
Perhaps it was vital
To find one another

And now...
I finally belong to one
The warmest, comfiest nook I could've ever wished for
One that fulfills all empty spaces

Caresses me
Burns me with desire
Rests easy over me
Meticulously carved for me

I hope to rest here the entire life
Not afraid of anything
This nook is my safest place
My most awaited wish, finally materialized

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You came back with no mixing colors. I’m still here but nothing’s lost in space.

No words fill empty spaces. Nothing’s a blur anymore.

We were so blended before, and boy, was it complicated.

No clear intentions were out there but there were certainly unapologetic attributions.

I am no longer head over heels with an unrealistic illusion. Air has cleared.

Nothing left unsaid, nothing emerging from inside.

We’re both black and white but we’re no longer gray.

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