Dear Friend,
Finally I met up
with my old friend,
today. And must I say,
I missed Her so. But I
must confess that I have
a previously ashamed
love for Her. Her and
Her lovely scent,
and the feel of Hers in
my hands. The way She
lures me in, and the
******* taste of Her
on my lips. My hand
quivers. Eyes rolled back
I prayed to the Lord
for letting me see my
long forgotten friend;
a sin on hold. Alas, you
must know, dear Cigarette
, I missed you so. And
when the sun sets,
we can meet again
and wait for the stars
to shine.
Your's truly,
- Disheveled Christian Youth
Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 4:24 AM UTC
it's sad to think
that at one point
i thought i was
madly in love with you.
and it's so strange because
i was so convinced that
everything would be alright
despite the downfalls we had
and how i would stay up at night
wishing i was there with you.
and sadly when i finally got
to know how your lips taste
they were bittersweet
because there was doubt
in the way that you kissed me
and no matter how convinced
you were that those kisses were true
we both knew
that deep down inside
you weren't sure how to feel about it.
our path was a loose gravel bridge
that fell apart with every step that we took
and no matter how hard we tried
to fix it along the way
things seemed to get worse.
but we kept at it
because one just doesn't give up
on something that could be so perfect.
i thought you were perfect
but when your colors truly showed
it wasn't the hue i thought
i knew.
no,
our colors didn't go together
the way we once though they did.
and it's a shame i invested so much time
into someone who in the end
couldn't live up to their promises.
dead ends
with dead feelings
and an aching head
wasn't what i bargained for.
so now when i stay up at night,
i don't wish about holding your hand
or kissing you.
i stay up because
im upset that i wasted so much time on you.
Sep 4, 2013
Sep 4, 2013 at 3:23 PM UTC
maybe it's learning
how to let go
that we don't understand,
and maybe we need to learn
that eventually
good things will come
if you're willing to wait for them
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 12:56 PM UTC
its been a while
since i last wrote to you
but dont worry,
i was just a bit blue.
sorry for the blood on the paper
im not feeling well
the doctor said to take medicines
but i doubt they help.
they keep asking me
about when you died
and it hurts to remember.
i still love you, you know
and i miss you more
than anything.
its hard to finish
because there is blood
everywhere...
im coming to see you
please open the door
Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 9:43 PM UTC