Asking if I loved him was like
doubting if I had loved
the Sun
at all. Its vitality and
lightness; streaks
and bursts of sunshine
alike. And when its presence
turned to absence,
there was still
the Moon. A reminder
that there is light even in the
darkest
of the Night.
Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 2:51 PM UTC
I will never know why I miss
you or her, or the
friendship we had, the bond
we held. I will never
know why I long for these
back.
When they say that people are like
waves, *they come
they go. They come
they go.* Then why does
it
hurt
when your waters
crash
into me.
I'm not sure it's supposed to. Perhaps
it's the days we
spent laughing and running
through corridors, throwing
fruits
throwing dolls and throwing
words
of promise.
But now I sit
throwing
memories, hoping they'd
return *(The way
waters would.)*
Perhaps it's the game of
catch. Simple as throwing a ball
and having someone throw it
back.
Now I don't have a ball
Or that friend to throw it
back.
If I could turn tides to soft waters
I would. But storms are
stronger. And sometimes you
can't just keep
wishing
For the melancholy to stop
Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 8:19 AM UTC
I ran across burnt roads for you;
You walked on cloudy grass
I fought the demons you forced me to dismay;
You relished in my rotten path
I always told you I loved you;
And still, I'd never take it back
Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 1:22 PM UTC
And when you lay there in your skin
*Motionless, silent
Beautiful, perfect*
How could I not love you more
Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 2:36 PM UTC
Lay down and let me
Trace the scars across your skin
I will love you still
Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 11:09 AM UTC
I can be too selfish sometimes
I wanted to steal all the beautiful things
in the world and keep them for myself
*But the sun was too hot,
the sea drowned me,
the wind couldn't be contained,
And love was too big to fit in my pocket.*
Nov 15, 2012
Nov 15, 2012 at 2:31 PM UTC