I think the saddest thing to happen to me
Was falling out of love with you.
Being in love with you-
Entranced, obsessed, consumed
-Was such a part of who I was at the time.
Everyone knew I loved you,
Some knew you still loved me too,
I had people asking me about our story
Because they loved us just as much as I did.
Noticing you weren't my storybook prince
Was like losing a piece of who I was.
I'm sorry that I hurt you.
You put on a front that nothing could phase you
But I'm sure it must have been painful.
I got what I wanted, I'm not sure if you did
I'm sorry our reunion was also our death.
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 3:10 AM UTC
You were so afraid I wouldn't love you.
You'd never been with a straight girl
As a man before.. but you're all man to me.
You're strong and resilient,
Handsome and kind.
You can be a pain in the *** but in a good way
And I keep coming back for more.
You were so afraid I wouldn't love you
But I fell in love with you hard and fast.
Every inch of you is a new piece to love.
There are a lot of pieces you hate and
You still chose to share those with me.
Hesitantly, but I think you learned quickly
I love you anyway.
It's been a rocky road for us, you're going
Through a lot of changes and I've found myself
A bit stuck in the middle of it all
But if you can love me the way I love you then
Our rocky road is my yellow brick path.
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 2:28 AM UTC
I thought I was helping
but I never did
I pushed you until
you couldn't take it anymore.
I wanted perfection and
thought you were it
so when you weren't
I couldn't take it either.
we both died a little,
you died a lot,
but I'm sorry I pushed so hard
I nearly pushed you off the edge.
Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 3:17 AM UTC
I hate how words can drop your mood.
The plummet of my stomach with
A single text from you.
Words are only lines, you see
A scribble shouldn't make me scream.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 1:29 AM UTC
What makes me feel beautiful is makeup and hair dye.
I love to paint my lips a bright pink, but I get upset
When that is all anyone sees.
I work on my physical appearance so much,
pasting my hair down perfectly, making sure my
eyeliner is symmetrical.
I get angry when no one sees what my personality can be
but truthfully, I don't work on that half as much as I work
on my outward appearance.
Maybe my insides aren't beautiful enough to compliment.
Maybe my hair is the best thing about me.
Maybe I'm not worth what I think I am.
Unless you count my "beauty."
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 11:38 PM UTC
Raising is a feeling
I've never felt before
Not one of love
But one of gore.
I can feel it bubbling
From deep inside my chest
An aching need to *****
To give myself a rest.
I know it wouldn't help much
Problems would still be there
But maybe if I focused
I'd stop focusing on despair.
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 11:05 PM UTC
I knew he was the one when
He wanted to grow plants with me.
He didn't want to buy me a rose,
He wanted to grow me a garden.
The offspring of our joined love
And a living representation
Of our beauty.
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 11:19 PM UTC
Only sweet like honey
Because you've dipped your toes
Dabbled in black magic
In - the rest of you goes.
I watch you spiral downwards
In a pool of milky light
Will you be my downfall
Or my last delight?
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
Little pieces of you flow through my veins among the plasma and blood cells. Bits of you bump into molecules of oxygen and they smile. My heart loves you. It pumps you through my ventricles and asks my body not to filter any of you out. My brain sends out constant oxytocin in your presence and my hippocampus keeps memories of your touch within easy reach. My body loves you just as much as I do.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC
You made it so easy not to love you
because you left and you became
someone i've never met
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC