Love tastes like the carmex I leave on your window
sill to remind you how my lips taste.
Smells like the cookie you smoke
before you kiss me and make each problem go away.
Tastes like grilled cheese sandwiches
and polish sausages that we made
the first time we cooked together.
Love tastes like chili cheese fries
and elephant ears we ate the first time we went to the fair together.
Tastes like the gyros you eat that I say are disgusting
and you still kiss me after.
Tastes like my white grape sparkling water
that you drank half of
and I wanted to fight you over.
Love Tastes like chicken flavored ramen noodles
and pizza rolls
because I don't wanna eat up all your mama food
so that's all I ask you to make me when I'm hungry.
Tastes like half hawaiian half supreme stuffed crust pizza
that we ate the first time I stayed the night with you
as you told me pineapples don't belong on pizza
and I told you not to kiss me with your onion breath.
Tastes like Lemons
because we can be so bitter to one another sometimes.
Love feels like biting my tongue
because I don't ever want to say the wrong things.
Love feels like open-heart surgery
because before I had even given you my heart,
you had already taken it.
Made it your most prized possession.
You pulled it out of my chest
and left me bleeding like an open wound
and I still thank you for that.
Love feels like trying to explain yourself,
but choking on your own words
because when we are arguing my heart sinks like titanic,
hurts like broken hearts do,
cries in silence.
Love feels like home
because wherever you are is where home is,
because as long as Im home,
I know I'm safe.
Love feels like not being good enough.
Like trying to mold yourself into a better you
because you feel you can't amount to much.
Love tastes of bitter coffee
when you come to the conclusion that you will never be enough.
Love feels like sacrifice
because I gave you my heart
giving you the power to break it,
but trusting you won't.
Trusting that I can trust you.
Love feels like trying hard for something you want
because the magic in love is staying together through the hardest times.
Pushing each other and always saying I love you
and working out issues before the night is over
because I can never go to bed mad at you.
Love feels like the perfect feeling
and love tells you that you are good enough
even when you are crying
because you don't understand
how someone can love such a broken thing this much.
Cater to heart,
as if it was their own.
Love still tastes like
the oreo cheesecakes and twix pies you get me
just because you know I love my sweets.
Smells like Hibachi because it's the first place you took me out to eat at.
Tastes like Pancakes,
and mini cinnamon rolls
because you know how I love my breakfast foods.
Love tastes like Greens,
and barbecue chicken
because it's what my granny made for dinner
the first time you met her
and she still loves you.
Tastes like Jalapeno poppers wrapped in crescent rolls
because it's your favorite thing your mom makes.
Love tastes like grape kool aid
because you drink it religiously
and your lips always taste of it when we kiss.
Tastes like fruit blended tequila
and wine coolers
because you like to drink out of bottles,
but I get drunk off you enough.
Love tastes like you.