Rolling Stone: Niykee Heaton

“Let me be your lullaby, playing in your head this song every night.

Give me ten minutes, let me bare by soul…

I don’t wanna be alive if it doesn’t feel like this, right now…

I’m not afraid to die if you are by my side…”

Sometimes, despite distance, the intensity of our passion for another can be an emotion that eclipses all others. The sensations are familiar yet foreign, all senses heightened so that life before seemed black and white, and life with them, even for brief periods, is technicolour. Feeling like we’d die without that person, or that life would lose all real meaning without them, is so common, and often has a hurtful conclusion, and yet many of us willingly jump into the treacherous waters of love. Why is that?



If we are to be friends,

Then be kind to me.

Treat my shortcomings with tolerance,

And my pain with compassion.

If we are to be friends,

Then know me.

Take the time to learn

The secrets lurking in the moments between

My laughter and the silent pain behind my eyes.

If we are to be lovers,

Understand that I require love.

I need my hand held and my eyes stared into

Just as I need my body embraced and my toes curled.

If we are to be lovers,

I have to love you.

Open up your mind to me.

Bring down the walls; I need transparency.

If we are to be more than eventual

Distant memories,

Then nurture my place in your life.

Do not block out the sun with coldness, distance, and lies.

Water us with sincerity, nearness, and warmth.

Allow us to fully bloom.