Its 6 am,
and the clock
on the wall,
keeps me awake,
makes me aware
of time ticking by.
My heart broke,
a long time ago
and i don't think
i can ever
be whole.
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 12:06 AM UTC
Can i taste,
just taste
the sweet *****
on your lips.
Such a sweet
addiction,
you will be
the death of me.
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 6:15 AM UTC
I pushed you away,
you were supposed to
know why,
you were supposed to
know me.
I pushed you away,
because
i was afraid,
of my feelings
and the fact
that i became
so dependent
on you
for my happiness,
you were responsible
for everything
i felt inside,
that terrified me.
You knew too much,
you knew me too well.
I was afraid
of losing you,
getting hurt.
Guilt consumed me
and i went back
and it was
the best decision
i've ever made,
until...
but now you left.
You're gone,
and i'm hurt
and i don't know how
not to blame myself.
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 6:21 PM UTC
Be careful
who you push away,
because you might push
too hard
and they will walk away.
And once they're gone,
you'll need them
and miss them
and you'll be hurt
because you hurt them.
and then
you'll be alone
and regret
will eat you alive
because you pushed away
your life
and your happiness.
Filled with guilt
because you hurt them
by hurting yourself.
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 10:02 AM UTC
That's all i've ever wanted,
someone to call my home.
Someone who would stare at me
with love in their eyes.
Someone to hold me,
someone to wake up to.
Someone who would stay up with me
when i'm stuck
with my sleepless routine.
Someone to hug,
someone to love,
someone who would care for me.
Love,
someone to call my home,
that's all i've ever wanted
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
I find myself
staring at the tv
infront of me,
and i miss you.
I miss your
silly faces,
your reactions
and reenactments,
of a show
playing in the background.
I find myself
being lonely without you,
your presence,
longing for you
to be here.
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 3:25 PM UTC
and then i remembered
why i fell in love with him.
his deep voice,
his dark eyes,
and wild smile.
that's why i loved him,
because of
all the little things
that makes him,
him.
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 5:06 PM UTC
Is he really
the same guy,
i fell in love with
that one December?
Is he the same guy
who made me laugh,
made me happy,
every single day?
The same guy
who stayed up
with me for hours,
watching movies,
listening to music,
and who played
me, the most
beautiful music
on his guitar.
Is he the same guy?
Because i don't see it.
He once called me
beautiful,
now he doesn't
call me
at all.
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
I'm that girl,
the best friend.
Pushed aside
into a box,
waiting for him
to grow tired
of his shiny,
expensive,
new toy.
I'm that girl,
stable,
always available.
Only used
when the new toys
are broken.
I'm that girl,
forever
a best friend and
never
a girlfriend.
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 3:14 PM UTC