But we must realize that the fault in life
Is the actuality that we do not notice
Our distorted perception of perfection.
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 8:26 PM UTC
Sorry does not make it okay.
And although you think those petty little
Two syllables
Will make up a friendship full of
Pleading
Begging
And helplessness,
It will never be okay.
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 8:26 PM UTC
1) watching you love her.
2) everything else.
j.l
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 10:58 PM UTC
Her heart is heavy –
Too full of tears
And nights of loneliness.
It cries out for love;
She is tired
Of giving it away
Over, over, and over
Again.
But now there is none left,
No feeling; no love.
It’s left a waterfall that dries
Into a desert.
j.l
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 4:40 AM UTC
i long for a day where i wake up in the morning
satisfied with the reflection i see.
an i hope on that day
i will be everything you desire.
j.l
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 4:20 AM UTC
(i) want to ask about how she hurt you
the summer that you (changed)
(but) i am afraid that the truth
will make you realize
how many flaws (i) hold
because she had so little.
and i am afraid that my imperfections
were your favorite things about her.
i'm scared you (won't) smile like you did
with her in arms.
because she is the kind of perfect
i could never (be).
i am afraid that i am not (good)
at making you happy.
mostly i am afraid that i won't be
(enough).
j.l
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 4:12 AM UTC