the cold taste of ice cream
the subtle breeze coming in through a window
the warmth from the sun
the sweetness from chocolate
her hair blowing in the wind
as she's walking
to a better place
far from here.
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 11:54 PM UTC
I long for you.
even when I'm with him
I want you.
I can try to imagine that he is you
but he isn't you
he will never be you.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 10:06 AM UTC
love
graceful and delicate
but it can go from
smiling, caring, and laughing
to
contemn, despise, and scorn
and ends up being
bitter and resentful
hate
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 2:11 AM UTC
I was a wreck
I don't want to feel like that ever again
Being nostalgic
All these memories flooding in
And yet I am happy with my choice
Of not being with you
Even though that's not what I wanted
But its for the best
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 1:52 AM UTC