You remind me of what it feels like
to know the smell of pancakes are being made,
when first waking up.
That single letter reminds me of a Mother's face after labor,
the eyes of her holding the child,
Have you ever layed in the grass and gaze at a sky full of stars?
Every smile and glare with happiness,
is what that one letter,
makes my mind recall.
I saw a picture of you,
in me today.
The knot you tied on my tie was off by just a bit,
you always said perfect does not exist.
There they were,
My eyes shining with you
I was smiling and your teeth were white.
That morning,
my toothbrush was made with toothpaste,
before I got to the bathroom,
you had it ready to go.
Like the letter that will never disappear,
I will always have to brush my teeth.
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:48 AM UTC
it's one of those nights
again where i can feel
my chest tightening up
at the thought of you
and my eyes are burning
fighting the tears that
you once promised to
never cause
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:46 AM UTC
So until I smile
Stay for a while
Hold me as I crumble
Into a pile
I don't need much
But I need you
And when you smile
I know it's true
Scary things
May happen too
But I fly higher
When I'm with you
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
A teardrop down my face,
You came and left
The flash of lightening,
You came and left
Then the bolt of thunder,
a reminder of your constant presence
The sun and the moon can never be one in the same,
But they’ll sure as hell try
How is it that I can
Miss someone that I never really had
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
I worry (a lot)
when I think (of other girls)
about how they (shine)
sparkle and radiate beauty
and about how I could be (brighter)
(and) nothing hurts worse than thinking about
not being with (you) my love, my heart
because I know you (deserve the) best,
you are my (sun), moon and stars
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 12:03 AM UTC
I was never anything but flammable material
I kept you warm but I burned myself out
Every week I tell my therapist about you
How things have changed
How I have a new man every night
How I rarely learn their names and they never call me back
How I'm nothing but empty anymore
And you judge me for healing wrong
As if what I'm doing is any worse than five weeks of self pity
As if your feelings will always continue to trump mine
As if you still have some say in what I do
As if you're still holding the matches
But I'm learning to speak for myself
I've learned how to moan three different names in less than two days
And how to make none of them sound even remotely like yours
I'm moving on and it kills you, I know
But you only liked the dancing fire and the warmth
You never could stand the smell of smoke.
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
Shame on you for not loving me back
Shame on you for not staying
Shame on you for not making me stay
Shame on you for...
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on
Shame on me, for hoping, believing and loving, and living.
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC