I'm at the bottom of the ocean standing hopeless
showing signs
That if I had a bottle of your decisions I'd drink them up
and forget mine
I would let you break my bearing
Drag me down until I sink
You would flood all of my airways
while you pushed me past the brink
And i'd allow it.
It's such a beautiful despair
The way you replace all my air
You soak up every living piece of me
and I concede without a care
Chained and locked away
there's no time left for desperate measure
I'm standing at the bottom of the ocean
Like your forgotten buried treasure.
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 5:35 PM UTC
I sit here miles away from my heart.
Typing and deleting, typing and deleting, these pointless words into this phone.
And for the first time in a long time I'm experiencing something new. A weight, this tiny little phone feels like a cinder block and as crazy as this sounds I think what I'm feeling is all this pain I'm causing you. At the edge of my fingertips, and this phone is you, it's the pain, it's my regret, it's the only thing I have to bring myself to you.
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 3:09 AM UTC
Too often do we fall in love off the rim of a bottle
Masking & Diluting the putrid tastes with something sweeter
Drinking each other in, more and more
Letting it consume us till finally
A sickness overwhelms
The memories turn to black and you get sick of the taste
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 3:08 AM UTC
one
You took it from me
You smiled as you thrusted
You said you were drunk
two
You were perfection
I pretended you were one
Then everything changed
three
You smoked cigarettes
You listened said I was not alone
I cheated on two
four
You were just a friend
You kept asking if I was okay
You knew I wasn't
five
Blue eyes and shyness
You mended with tender love
Then you left for good
three
We ****** just to Feel
magic wore off, we were dull
mutual rebounds
six
You were wild and fun
You said I was lovable
I felt whole again
seven
I was much too drunk
Your friends heard us through the walls
I don't regret you
eight
Your scar turned me on
So did your smile and your laugh
You made me feel valued
five
the goal was small talk
we were drunk on nostalgia
we loved one last time
eight
You're warmth and patience
eager hands and tender lips
My soul loves Your soul
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 2:32 AM UTC
I can’t pop bottles in the club or make it rain on these hoes
I can’t fix the pain you’ve experienced
I can’t promise that what I give you is enough
But;
I can give you my time
I can give you my daydreams and my goodnights
I can give you my hands; you can have them to hold you, to write melodies of your indulgence at my fingertips
I can give you my lips, to trace the creases on your body, to speak love songs about your intellect
They will always remind you of your beauty and your importance
I can give you my company, to fill the space between the heartaches, and the congratulations
You will always know that you are my definition of beauty. you are always worth it. You are endlessly loved
I can’t give you the world.
But;
I can give you my world.
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 3:18 PM UTC
You are a day dream
taking captive of my mind freeing me to get lost in whatever story we decide
a body provoking my hands to embrace every inch of you
and my lips to write love poems up your thighs
You are beyond compare
you sparkle brighter than the diamond beneath your ear
and you cut twice as deep
you are a divine love
with poise and seduction that radiate from your soul
And in any lifetime, no matter how far, I would find you.
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
Oh. I wanted to taste you
But I've got a bad habit of keeping you in the back of my throat
And I haven't figured out how to keep you from slipping into my chest
I wanted to leave bite marks on your neck and hand prints on your ******* soul
Oh. I shouldn't have ****** you.
Because I knew you could become the Sun
So beautiful and full
Too tempting not too touch and impossible to hold onto
I know the rays sunshine in your eyes that convince me the poison in your words tastes like sweet honey
Could be all I ever wanted.
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 3:16 PM UTC
I'm starting to wonder whether love is an emotion or a train of thought
Whether we love to make the day brighter or we love because it's the only thing left to not go out of style
Because My eyes reach for the prettiest girl in the room and my hands find a way to tear every part of the sentiment out of my body when they get a taste of you and I don't think that has anything to do with my emotions but my hellish thoughts might.
Or maybe, it's a bit of both. Because you can love someone with all your being but still break a heart. And you can dim the light inside your emotions so it is too hard for anyone else to see but still cry when nobody wants to take a closer look. Your heart could be in all the right places but if your mind puts the rest of you on top of the wrong place...
Does your heart have any say in the matter?
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 4:07 AM UTC
I disintegrate
Again,
At the thought of growing up
growing old
At the thought of
Consequences
Of making love
(you actually do make something)
I fall apart,
At the thought of forever
At the thought of
How many times
The sun will rise
In my forever
How many times
Will you forgive me
How many times
Will you fall inlove with me
again
How many times
Will you fall out of it
How many times
Will i almost give up
How many stars
fit in your always?
I come together
At the thought
Of watching your hands
Age and harden
I come together
At the thought
Of lovers before you,
Forgotten
I look forward to the slow fading
Of life before you
As time passes and I realize
I've been with you for longer,
Than not
You are the ink
On my polaroid picture
And
Love is the oxygen
That develops it
You are the image
That appears and
Allows me to forget
The blank space that
Was there before
You were that first sip
Of water I drank
before I knew i was dry
And you are
The last drop of water
That leaves me
Wanting more
You are the moment
I realized that looking up
at flickering lights
is just an ocean of
other planets' suns
You are a sun
to a humble planet
that only I find familiar
you are my
very own sun
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 3:47 AM UTC
i saw the future you, 10 years from now
holding a baby boy and tickling him in the pool
i kept glancing at this stranger with love glossed over my eyes
because i want to know you in 10 years
i want to go to the pool with you and play with a baby boy
i want to grow old with you
i don't need anyone else ever again
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 3:11 AM UTC