She puts The Simpsons on the telly
She takes my hand in her own
And in that very moment
I understand what it feels like to be home
She takes my hand in her own
Her hands are smaller than mine
I understand what it feels like to be home
I wish I could stop time
Her hands are smaller than mine
I never want this moment to end
I wish I could stop time
I don't ever want to just be her friend.
I never want this moment to end
I've never experienced this before
I don't ever want to just be her friend
She puts The Simpsons on the telly
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 10:14 PM UTC
You sold cookies for a living and knew my order well. You'd sneak me free ones and smile a smile only meant for me.
I told you about the boy who thew a vase at my head and you held me and told me you'd never do anything to hurt me. Stupidly, I believed you.
I told my friends about you, my mum about you, about the boy with Hazel eyes who made me laugh and my heart sing and who saw the good in everyone.
You asked me to the cinema and I was so excited, I straightened my hair and did my make-up, something I never do but I wanted to impress the boy who made my heart sing.
I met you outside, you wore a blue shirt and told me I looked pretty as you bought us tickets to Guardians of the Galaxy 2. To this day, I can't watch that film.
We sat at the back and you used my full name to ask me to be yours and even though I hate my full name, I let you and I said yes.
You smiled and in that moment, made me the happiest girl in the universe.
You told me you had tonsillitis and I told you I didn't care and you kissed me and I blushed as you told me you had butterflies and I told you I did too.
We played Air-Hockey after the film and I thrashed you (I knew I would). My dad gave you a lift home, you charmed him, I thought everything was good.
For the next three days, you were the centre of my world and I thought I was the centre of yours.
You told me you'd plan something for my birthday, told me about all the dates we'd go on, told me I was pretty every day.
Until you sent me the text that blew up my world.
I told you that you looked cute today and you responded with,
"I'm not feeling it anymore"
Four little words. That's all it took to destroy us.
A week passed.
You got a new girlfriend and I was left with tonsillitis and a shattered heart, wondering what I did wrong.
I didn't speak for a month, cried so much I thought I'd drown and you didn't even care.
I wonder if you ever cared at all.
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 10:04 PM UTC
My heart does backflips
When you speak to me
But you're not the person
That should make me feel
that way
But the heart wants
What the heart wants
It evidently wants you
But you don't want me too
What do I do?
Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 2:59 PM UTC
It's Springtime
I'm sat in the garden
Surrounded by flowers and
Crying
Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 7:48 PM UTC
Have you ever noticed how dark the world is at night?
It's like someone's thrown a blanket over the day
And unless it finds its way out, dark it will stay.
Have you ever noticed how still the world is at night?
No noise, just silence, no light, just stars
No pets or people, just sometimes the odd car.
The world is still but my thoughts are nocturnal
They circle my mind, never ending, eternal.
I'm losing myself, my thoughts take stride
They spin round and round, can't sleep, want to hide.
Then day appears in a flash of light and they disappear, preparing for another night.
Have you ever noticed how dark the world is at night?
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 8:10 PM UTC
We lock eyes across the bar
Hit pool ***** with sticks
Clink glasses filled with drinks
And dance badly to songs on the jukebox
We buy shots with our friends
Gossip on the stairs
Hug when the night ends
The student soundtrack to our love story
Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 5:01 PM UTC
Two strings
Pulled together
Stretched apart
No attachments
No obligations
Just free
But what happens when
One string starts to get
Attached?
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 8:05 AM UTC
"We're best friends"
You tell me
And a little piece of me
Dies Inside
"I think they're pretty"
You tell me
And a little piece of me
Dies Inside
"I'm sorry we're not more"
You tell me
And a little piece of me
Dies Inside
I'm scared of losing you
Losing my safety
My happiness
My friend
So I'll just let you
Carry on
Breaking my heart
And when there's no heart to break
I'll tape it up
And start all over
Again
Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 9:05 PM UTC
I don’t smoke
Too many people I know have died due to it
Too many heartbreaks, too many mistakes.
But if I did
I’d light you on fire and breathe you in
Inhaling your smoky scent, like woodburning
Until my lungs were coated with your ashes.
No chance of lung cancer
But maybe a chance of obsession
A dangerous obsession
An unhealthy obsession.
And I’d watch the tips of you slowly burn
Until my fingers were in danger of blistering
And you could feel the heat from my face.
You are a dangerous habit.
Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 5:59 AM UTC
My Grandma used to be my biggest fan
She used to take me to the park, buy me ice cream
Push me on the swings till I couldn't see the trees
She used to take me to the zoo, point at the animals
Buy me cuddly souvenirs of each of them in the gift shop
She used to take me to the supermarket
Push me in the trolley and buy me a cream cake at the end
My Grandma was the one who told me to write stories
She used to make me cheesy pasta and we'd read together
Stories about dinosaurs and princesses and little girls with coloured hair
That was before she grew old
Now my Grandma sits in her chair
Her skin as thin as paper
Withered bones from old age
My Grandma doesn't really remember my name anymore
Doesn't really know what I look like
Can't really hear what I say
She's not really interested in my life anymore
Only in soaps on telly and other people's lives
My Grandma used to be my biggest fan
Now she doesn't really know who I am
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 3:18 PM UTC