The moon is nothing compared to the light in his eyes
Eyes that were so blue it seemed as if looking in the skies
The warmth that they hold as he stares made me feel lost at sea
They are so captivating that I lost all hope of ever being free
I'm the luckiest girl to see those eyes every morning when I wake
They hold is love for me and all the memories we will continue to make
His eyes first caught my attention but his whole being kept it
I really owe my thanks to those speckles of blue
For their role in love that with a flame that is eternally lit
The speckles that I will stare into as we say I do
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 7:14 PM UTC
My feelings for you are both bitter and sweet
I cannot decide if you're poison or a treat
Sometimes you bring me pure joy
other times you drop me like a toy
Some days I think we'll work out
other days my mind is filled with doubt
Monday you're my prince charming
but by Thursday you're more of a prince harming
Do I stay and hope that we have better days?
Or do I pack my bags and walk away?
Oh, how I wish I could understand you!
Only then would I have a general idea of what to do
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 6:56 PM UTC
They said it was just a summer romance
They said that it was an off-brand love
They said that we didn't even have a chance
But I knew that what we had was something so much more
I knew in the way your hand fit mine like a glove
They said that when the summer ended so would we
That we'd be better off if we set each other free
But I knew it was real I was absolutely sure
But you let their words cause you to doubt
You let their lies creep into your mind
And when doing so you left our love behind
We could've made it if only you would've fought for me
But instead, you let your mind wander too far and got lost at sea
They said I'd be okay and I'd move on soon
but they didn't know how it felt when we kissed beneath the moon
If only you would not have questioned what I knew for sure
maybe we could have it all and even a little bit more.
Still, to this day my heart belongs to you
I wonder if yours is still mine too
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 6:43 PM UTC
Time has begun to fade away
I find myself begging it to stay
I plead with it to at least slowdown
But it doesn't budge even when I frown
Each day the children keep getting older and growing
naive to the change that is constantly undergoing
Today my nephew is as clingy as can be
but tomorrow he'll be fighting to be free
I wish there was some way to make is freeze
but that's as likely as a person stopping the wind's breeze
Time doesn't let us decide its pace
it's as if it is determined to speed up lifes race
So take my advice and make the most out of each day
take time to smell the roses and watch the children play
Because before you know it'll all be gone away
and despite your begging, it won't stay
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 8:40 PM UTC
I find myself dreaming of how life was before
I find myself longing for the ways things once were
I wish I'd of been content instead of always asking for more
I wish I remembered it vividly but now its just a blur
Going out with friends and the time that went by so fast
If only I had known that it wouldn't all last
Now confined within the walls that make up my home
I feel so trapped like I'm quarantined inside a dome
Just a few months ago everything was as it should be
Just a few months ago we had no restrictions and were free
But now because of fear, our freedom has strict borders
We have no other choice than to follow the government's orders
I suppose we'll recall a few months ago as the before
Because It's doubtful that things will ever be like that any more
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 8:14 PM UTC
His arms are covered with a rainbow of ink
Each one different, they all are so unique
what stories life beneath his works of art?
Perhaps scars and broken pieces of his heart?
Maybe from a time when he felt misunderstood
or maybe he got them because someone said he never would
They say he once served in the military
so perhaps they were his saving grace from fear that was to heavy for him to carry.
His ink runs from finger to elbows
but the truth behind them I will never know
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 1:01 PM UTC
As the sun rises and he awakes she wonders if he sees his light
The light that is so easy to pass by
but if you're lucky enough to see it'll make you think you can fly
his light that still lingers within despite all of his trials and struggles
she wonders how it can be with all of the things in life he juggles
the light itself gives her such a sense of who he is
it's a hidden message beyond what he says
it twinkles when he helps someone in need
it appears when he's proud of something that he has achieved
it's there when he looks at her with love and admiration
it's unique to him alone and gives off the most joyful sensation
His light is her stars and moon when she's stuck in the night.
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 12:48 PM UTC