u/Decent-Gas2730

The air is sickly sweet,

Familiar, yet diseased

With the memories of a child who wanted so much more than what he knew.

The nostalgia worms its way into your brain

Wriggling around until it finds the perfect combination of rain and vanilla

That takes you back to sixteen.

Standing in those woods.

Waiting for the monsoons.

All you can think about while the miles disappear behind you

Is how you’re not sixteen anymore,

But you’re still spinning your wheels,

Still in those woods.

.

We don’t really change

We just become more us

.

I know I’m headed back,

But I won’t end up like that.

I can’t.

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/vMpb4MeXof

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/vEy9ePXQWx

The train rolls down the tracks

Rocks back and forth

Vibrates at the smoothest frequency

I’m leaving behind

Who I’ve forever dreamed of

The train tries to soothe the ache

But the crooked tracks shake me back

My lungs can’t take much more

I can breathe deep with you

It’s easy

Like I’ve been doing it my whole life

Like I’ve been holding it in

Just for you

The air thins as the engine climbs

The mountain

My gaze floats to the sky

The trees blur

And sink away

How close to the stars we are

How close to eternity

To drink in the fabric

That stitched us together

From so far apart

I’m almost there,

Almost at the station

shallow breaths now.

The bed sheet pops

The maroon thread is yanked

And then the smell of cinnamon sugar

You are the first breath I take in the morning

The last smell when drifting to sleep

My last thought when I pass this world by

There are not words to describe the beauty you bring to my life

A feeling indescribable except by action and choice

I will choose to love you

Forever and always

Until we are but star dust

Orbiting each other

In the vacuum of space

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/6TGH9Q9HKV

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/p5KluycaNk