When I think of you
I think of teacups;
for when my mind is blank
the thoughts of you manage to
l
e
a
k
inside my head.
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
How can you look into my eyes and tell me you care
when your gaze is burning holes in my brain?
You held me close and ran your fingers, searching for delicacy;
I thought it was because you wanted to protect me,
you knew it as a way to control me.
When you locked your hands in mine,
you said you promised you'd never leave;
I didn't know you meant it figuratively;
please, stop haunting me.
You spoke sweet nothings,
made me smile, made me happy,
but I only soon found that they were just that:
*sweet, bitter, sugar-coated
empty words of nothing.*
How can you hold my hand
and dig your nails so deep
into the creases of my fingers
and invade my blood-stream
only to tell me to forget you.
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 2:13 PM UTC
Are you out there?
Are you listening?
Can you hear me?
Cause I need to see
That's there's someone
Who will answer me
And that the world is in your hands
Oh God please help me
Don't just diminish things
I can't see clearly
Or how I used to see
You're fading faster
From my memory
Oh God please take me in your hands
I need to know that you're out there
I need to know that you still care
I need to know there's a home up there
And that it's not a hopeless dream
Can you hear me?
Are you listening?
Because he's in my head
And it hurts me
God I know you
Won't desert me
So I'm reaching out my hand
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 3:53 PM UTC
I once thought that I do not need this life
I could die today
I could die tomorrow
And everyone will be alright
I once thought that I could run away
I could run to Boston
I could run to Rome
Because no one cared whether or not I stayed
I once thought that he could not break my heart
He could sleep with her
He could leave today
And not tear my world apart
I once thought that I could not feel pain
I could slit my wrist
I could try to fly
And no blood would escape my veins
I once thought that I was nothing
But I met him
And he makes me feel
Something
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 4:54 PM UTC
Hey, it's me again
I know you said you'd call back later
But I'm calling to let you know that I had a better day
I didn't cry
I didn't hide
I didn't stray away
I miss you so much it hurts
Please come home soon
I did the laundry and the dishes
I even finally dusted our room
Our bed feels empty without you
I keep a few pillows on your side
The nights feel colder and longer
But I can't wait to be your bride
I know you will be back soon
You called and said so
I replay your voicemail twelve times a day
But I still wish you didn't have to go
Your trip is taking too long
I like it better when I wake up in your arms
Time goes so slow when you're gone
Plus now I have to remember to set my own alarms
We are getting married next month
I cannot wait to start our lives
So hurry home so we can taste cakes
And teach each other how to dance right
Goodnight my handsome fiancé
I guess you're still pretty busy
But it's been a year and I think it is about time
For you to call me back or let me know that your plane landed fine
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 4:42 PM UTC
All my friends are breaking up
They held on too long to what they thought was love
Consumed in the loneliness and need for someone
So they held on too long to what they thought was love
Better days are ahead, do not return to them
Hold on, there will be a day when you know it’s love
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 11:37 AM UTC
Tell me why I have this pain in my chest
When you socialize with someone who once shared the same bed
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 11:26 AM UTC
I cannot help but feel that every sentence that comes out of my mouth is followed by an apology
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
Today the number is 59
I can talk about the chills he gives me
down my spine
or how the beauty of his eyes
should be a crime
I can talk about how he makes all the stars
in the night sky shine
or about how he takes my breath away
Every **** Time
But tonight let's talk about
why I chose this rhyme
I am moving in with this boy in days
counting down from 59
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
I want to get drunk one last time
Just to know what I would say
Intoxicated words come out so much easier
Than trying it the sober way
I want to tell him I love him
I want to tell the truth
I want to feel like everything is acceptable
I want to talk to you
I want an excuse to come clean
About everything I have felt
From love to hate
to anger to lust
to that time I wanted to **** myself
I want to share things I am too scared to share
I want to hold him tight
I want to thank you for breaking my heart
I want to share incredibly sad things in the dead of the night
I want to be brave
I want to talk a lot
I want someone to listen
And not just laugh it off
I want to get drunk
So I can be who I truly am
But alcohol is bad
And I am clean
So I will filter these thoughts for now
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 10:26 AM UTC