I’m sorry I can’t
feel that way
about you
I wish that you didn’t
feel that way
about me
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 4:05 PM UTC
No matter what we’re called
we will be just the same
and yet I’m always asking -
just what is in a name?
Don’t want to call you boyfriend
(though we never got that far)
we’d act the same no matter what
no matter who we are
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 3:09 PM UTC
I promise I’m trying my best not to back out
and I promise and I promise and I know that you’re okay with me being unsure
but it feels like I’m just a lost cause waiting for the inevitable day when you see
that this is it
this is all you’re getting from me
it feels like a lie though from day one you knew what you were getting into
and I tell you all the time that I can’t even figure myself out
and you offer to help me solve the puzzle but I don’t understand why you’re so willing
when I give you no guarantees
I guess you must love me
not weighing up the pros and cons like I do
you love unconditionally
like you're supposed to
and I can't help feeling like I'm not holding up my end of the deal
and even though I do all I can
I don’t think I'll ever feel the way that you do
is that enough for you?
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 7:22 PM UTC
I could make you breakfast
I could hold your hand
If that might be enough
To make you understand
That although I may not show it
In ways that others do
Believe me when I say
That my love is just as true.
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 11:43 AM UTC
A rococo armchair
a balcony with a view
pale in comparison
to you.
Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 7:24 PM UTC
We run from the downpour
to the safety of the car
a warm glow of paper cups
steam rising from their mouths
now silenced by water
I say,
“I hope he likes his hot chocolate
with a shot of rain"
You respond with a laugh;
Small and fleeting
and sincere.
Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 3:34 PM UTC
Your love like coltsfoot
is fraying at its edges
with golden intent.
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
Feel myself falling back
Into familiar territory
Don't want to name any names but
I've met this beast before
We aren't friends but I know him well
And he knows me better.
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 3:14 PM UTC
Red speckles dance upon
The skin around your eyes
An unwilling cry for help
Revealing the tears you shed
The night before.
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 12:39 PM UTC
I tell you I’ve been feeling
Like my legs might give in
And my heart might give out
And when you write it off
With little concern
I am glad of it.
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 12:20 PM UTC