warmth,

pumpkin spice lattes

hot, spice-soaked coffee drizzled with a splash of cinnamon

coated with half-melted whipped cream, nestled by the delicate fire,

comfort,

your favorite cardigan

Give me a reason

for walking away,

was I too shallow

when you wanted a deep abyss?

Give me a reason

for losing faith,

was I too dreamy

when you wanted to be awake?

Give me a reason

you are an ocean, 

a transparent abyss of blue 

that could swallow someone whole,  

waves battering against thick grains of sand. 

you are a battlefield,