You're what I never knew I needed.
You're a light in the dark
Though you say you're the one
who turned out the lights.
You're my driftwood
Keeping me floating in a hurricane.
You're the one who makes it
So I can write this without thinking
Because I want you to know how I feel
And I know you won't judge
You're the person
Who makes me feel like I matter
A shoulder willing to squat
for me to cry on.
You matter.
You always matter.
You are beautiful.
You are what I never knew I needed.
Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 9:18 PM UTC
in my family
I Love You
is silent
a hand over
yours
a meal made
with you in mind
exchange of
laughter
the
I Love You
is seen not spoken
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 10:13 AM UTC
Leather brown, bomber down, hit the bottom, rise again. The resounding sounds bounce around. It helps to misunderstand the plan, so follow these directives if you can.
Green amygdala your orange eyes create suspense.
Hipster blue, the denim, black boots, and those paperback books.
He walks with attitude,
reads for romance.
Magnetic the charm bringing them in. Stood in the centre as the hurricane spins. Tethered to nothing, not even a creed. A miracle in the making, an empty street, a canvas unpainted, a jewellery box recieved.
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 8:29 AM UTC
Her quiet comments you have to listen to hear
Her excitement over the last chapter
Her hugs she gives when I need them most
Her patience when I need someone to listen
Her acceptance of who she is
Her ability to know exactly what I need
Her understanding of my craziness
Her encouragement when I try my best
Her advice when things don't work out
I hope she knows how much she is loved.
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 6:45 PM UTC
Sunflowers are perfect
Their crisp evenly patterned,
brightly colored petals
and the long, strong stalks.
But there is also the darker side
the center of seeds
the layers and layers of spiraling, dark black seeds
that other animals feed off of.
but no one pays attention to the black part
everyone looks at the yellow, the happy
because that's the part the flower shows off
and the part that everyone looks at.
And why pay attention to something that makes you sad?
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 6:34 PM UTC
Don't tell me I'm pretty
Tell me that I'm passionate
That I have drive
Tell me that I make you laugh
That I know how to make your day better
Don't tell me I seem nice
Tell me that I'm kind and compassionate
Tell me that I'm not afraid to dream and to dream big
Don't tell me I'm perfect
Tell me the you love me despite my flaws
That you want to spend the rest of your life with me
Don't tell me I'm beautiful
Tell me that you'll be faithful and forever true
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 12:25 PM UTC
i have told the story of how you destroyed me so many times
and the funny part is
that i tell it the same way every time
but this last time that i told it
it felt different
and
i have spent a long time thinking you took up more space than you actually did
because i dedicated a whole chapter of my life to you
and for a while
that was the only chapter i was reading
but
it turns out you were just another paragraph
in the story that is my life
and
my story is my favorite book to read
so i won't let you ruin my favorite book for me
you barely deserve a page
there is no way in hell i'm giving you a chapter
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 12:23 PM UTC
It is the smell of a salty beach,
And the smell of jasmine and perfume
It sounds like an orchestra
Full of perfectly tuned violins,
And waves crashing up on the beach
It feels like a cold wind
That makes you pull you coat tight around your face
It feels like a smooth stone in your hand
With a polished surface to run your fingers over
It tastes like coconut water,
sweet, cool, and fresh
It is the almost clear ocean on the beaches in Hawaii
It is turquoise.
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 12:05 PM UTC