Without

A poem by ALEXANDER

I dislike the day

The day you left me that note

You know the one I'm talking about

How could you ever forget the way I looked

The way I cried

I was never the same

My heart fell

It was gone

But somehow

Somehow

I still can't live without you

I still run back to you

Even though you do so much to hurt me

I find it odd

How your heart can function just fine

Without me in it

I just hope

I just pray

I just wait

Impatiently

I just wait for the day

Where I can live without you

A hand too soft

A poem by ALEXANDER

I don't like having soft hands

I never did

I was always called out for being too emotional

Too whiny

Too soft

I never liked my soft hands

So I toughened them

My hands are strong and tough now

Everyone looks at me and thinks

"Wow, they're so cold"

I don't like being cold

But I need to be tough

I can't have soft hands again

But given the circumstances

Sometimes

Just sometimes

My soft hands come back

And I let my feelings go

I don't like having soft hands.

Gently.

A poem by ALEXANDER

I enjoy when we sit together

I enjoy to pecker you with soft kisses

Holding our hands in a tight grasp

Your skin warm against mine

"Gently" you remind me

I let go of the bruising skin within my teeth

The bleeding skin under my claws

I go soft again

I touch the tips of my lips to your cheek with a smile

But to you I look like a maniac

"Gently" you said with a pained hiss

I let go of your bleeding heart with a frown

"Gently" I repeat.