Me and You

This a dark love poem, not so much sad, but definitely not the usual lovey-dovey sort.

Me and you,
We are not like them.
We like a little pain in our happiness.

We have
Rainy day picnics,
and drink Young wine.

Me and you,
We are not like them.
We like to hurt ourselves in quiet places.

We sleep,
and dream of eachother.
We breath In and out one another.

We cannot
See the road beyond our ardor.
We cannot forget who our hearts are for.

Me and you,
We are not like them.
We love to love who we should not