Do I really love you?
Or am I desperate for attention.
I fear to be alone
But I fear too leave you too
I want you to be mine
But at the same time
when I have you
I forget how to love you
I crave your affection
I really do.
I just can't love like you used too love me.
I don't need to be right.
I just need you to know.
That you aren't perfect and right.
Everytime we argue.
I don't wanna end up like my mom
Loving somebody so much
fighting them everyday
over the smallest things
just to end up getting nowhere
and hating each other.
At some point, I truly believe that my parents loved each other flawlessly.
Well maybe not flawlessly. But as flawlessly as they-as very flawed humans-could get.
too tired to even have the passion to argue with one another.
The only comforting thing that will come out of this poem I'm writing is this:
I can never end up like my mother.
because I drink like my father. Anger, extreme mood swings, hating losing to the point of ruining a nice time. We share more than just a birthday.
I called you sunshine
You rose in my life
Lit my way and guided my soul
You warmed my being from the inside out
Melted the ice walls around my heart
Left puddles where they had stood
I basked in you
Let you brighten every day
You told me I glowed
Love the glow in me is the mere reflection of you
But sunshine you have gone
And like the moon I still reflect you
But sun and moon were never meant to be
So you be the sun
I'll be the moon
I will glow for you
Because of you
Her eyes widened,
Not once did I stop to notice that this was the first time
These words came from my mouth.
Through action yes but never once did I stop to pay attention that I've never said it before.
The words that caused this sudden hesitation.
I mean throughout the course of the day I've thought it.
But until I seen the look on her face it struck me.
Of all things how could I possibly forget that.
It wasn't at all a bad thing, as most silences accompany something bad,
Though silence filled the air the look on her face was in disbelief.
From that moment on I sort of questioned a lot of other things, the kind of things that lead to if I did or didn't.
I never was one to pay close attention to detail.
The subtle hints that I very well might have overlooked.
I suppose I do deserve to be hit in the back of the head
As she stopped in mid sentence, I suppose just as shocked as I was.
In the back of my mind I was really hoping that she wouldn't ball up her fist and hit me up side the head.
All things aside, I was never good at this type of thing and on a daily basis she deserves more than what I can give but she takes it all in stride.
But seriously I hope she doesn't hit me up side the head for taking this long.
She is a bit violent and on top of that she is a midget, going to get a step stool would only make her madder.
Her eyes now widened, eyebrows relived of any crinkle that stretched down to her nose.
Leaving me without a thing to say but the words again.
"I love you"
There were certain things he couldn't hide from
like the fact that the ocean only loves him when he's drowning
like the fact that rope fit best on his neck
and the fact that razors sing louder than his crush whom he heard as he walked by the rest room
He didn't know that
There were certain things she couldn't hide from
like the fact that she gets closer to her mother when her veins leak
like the fact that alcohol tastes better when it's fighting to go down
and the fact that the ground wants her more than her crush does when she's five stories high
It's Saturday morning and he cuts his wrists over the ocean and ties the rope tight on the dock and jumps.
It's Saturday morning and she cuts her wrists on top of her five story apartment building, breathes in two bottles of tequila and jumps.
They found each other as their souls headed forward.
Funny, they thought as they told their stories.
"I didn't have to jump"
I don't know what to write about you
You are so mysterious, yet alluring
You invite me in, but show me nothing
Of your soul, or of your mind
And now I look at you and hope
To see something of who you are
'Cause it's picking at me constantly
This lovely person who exists in you
You have so much, yet use none
You prefer to live like a commoner
Yet you're a princess
And while I'm just a servant-boy
I can't help but be enthralled by you
The most beautiful girl in all the land
Not in looks, or anything so mundane
But the beauty that lies within
Of which I have heard of, but never seen
You were my best friend as a child
We spent so much time together
You grew up to follow your family's line
I grew up to follow mine
And yet, despite having known you back then
I feel like you are not the same
You were so playful and so foolish
And now, you're all grown up,
A lovely women who hides herself from the shadows
Of the darkness of men who come
To ask for your hand in marriage,
But only because you're a princess
You remember when we were kids
How we used to hide
Whenever we were called?
How you used to jump on my back,
And I carried you around?
How you jumped on my bed in the mornings
To wake me up before sunrise?
And as teenagers, at sunrise
So we could sit up and watch it together?
And how you'd fall asleep soon after
On my shoulder, on the grass
I have loved you for so long
Not because you're a princess
But because of who you were
And what you showed
But you refuse to show the world
The truth about your soul
Of your mind that thinks such beauty
Of what the world could be
That is why I love you
That is why I care
Know that I will love you,
Even if you're not as beautiful
Even if not as smart
As long as you remain the girl
Who you used to be - so playful,
So kind, and wonderfully so.
Dear Princess, I know that I'm not worthy
Of your love, or even gaze
You don't like me saying "princess"?
Why, friend, is that so?
"I'm not really a princess,
In your head, I am, though.
And though you treat me as one,
And say you'd be a servant in my kingdom,
I am not.
I'm not because princesses don't fall for servant boys
And I … I love you"
I will always
Flapping their wings wide
Continue to remain
So when I hunger
For your soul
These will always
Do you know
How beautiful you are
Is His face
Do you know
Please let us try
We can pull thru
We can make miracles
Me and you
Love potions before their time
Twelve gold teeth soaked in lime
Eye of newt, and toe of frog
Devils dance at every chime
Candle wax on cheap moquette
Thirteen chicken feet for regret
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog
Ink on skin to make me forget
Ill mind, brimstone and hate
Eleven broken hearts on slate
Adder's fork, blind-worm's sting
Cursed by this cruel, cruel fate
Love like ghosts, forked tongue tie
Thirty hexes to say my goodbye
Lizard's leg, and howlet's wing
Don't leave, I'll never know why
Also.. this is probably a spell, so would not recommend reading it 3 times out loud in a mirror, and the numbers add up to 66 because I want to see you naked again.
because i know that when i crawl into bed beside you as sleep soundly takes over you, the warmth that i feel with my body pressed against yours feels like home, and i know that this is where i want to be for forever
by your side, the warmth, the love, i know i can find nowhere else