be careful when you fall in love
with an artist
be it a pianist, a painter, or poet
for the pianist will
play through you
with heartbreak notes
and feelings which rhyme
paint you
with strokes and hues
in shapes of every kind
write about you
with the simplest words
and a secret message she wants to say
beware of the artist,
and her love
cause she thinks of you as art, too
and you are always in her display
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 7:56 AM UTC
music flows through my fingertips and touches keys with beautiful sound, and sometimes it makes me feel less lonely
but usually, it makes me feel more alone
because it reminds me that when the music stops you are not here and I don't think that silence will ever be so sad
although I hear crickets singing out my window and it does remind me of the times I was happily singing with them under the stars too
do you think that the moon ever gets lonely,
when the ocean is still, and the stars won't shine
as bright as the nights before?
do you think that I ever get lonely, when i light a cigarette, only to be the one who has to put it out?
well, I could tell you in ten words,
what others couldn't in a thousand.
and I could write a thousand beautiful words for you
in the time others could barely write ten.
because from all the things I've held in my entire life,
your hands have to be my favourite
so you know,
if you know..
that what we have is real;
then it's alright if you love me
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 7:54 AM UTC
Ever since you've been gone
I feel you are a ghost making home in my mind, my heart and my soul
I've tried to tell myself it will get better over time
But if it would, why do I think of you...
And hear your voice speak to me in every song
Why do I feel you when the night wind tangles through the pines and my hair
Why do I see you when I close my eyes and in every dream you are looking at me
Like i wish you still were
If the only place I can be with you is in my forever dreams then I will accept that peacefully
But I'd love to live one more night with you under the stars
laughing and pondering the vast universe painted above us
But I know those days are over,
And you are long gone.
And I, am long gone in your memory
I am not a thought in your mind, nor do I even subside in your dreams.
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 12:41 AM UTC
I'm at a loss for words
when I do talk it's wrong
When I don't say anything
I should
I should show my feelings more but when I do
I get shamed
It's all my fault
I need to stop crying
I cry too much
But the pain in my chest is too sharp
to feel without tears filling my eyes
try gAsping for air when your lungs have collapsed
and then tell me again it's my fault
that I can't breathe
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
The fullest moon can not outshine you, nor can its darkest crater be as hollowing as you.
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
Some days I feel every heart dropping love, smile and happy tear to be felt when I look at you
When other days I feel nothing
I feel nothing but a calm numbness and empty ache inside my hollow chest
Because you taught me how to feel everything that I want to feel, and embrace it
But you also taught me how to force myself to feel nothing
Because feeling nothing is less painful than feeling every ache, painful tear and wrench in my soul
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 1:36 PM UTC
This morning on the train I saw a man who had lips like you. Slender and firm, lovingly powerful, perfectly matched for mine. A pang through the heart as he walked away - just like you.
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 6:06 PM UTC
I slept in your shirt and
dreamt of kissing you
but when I woke, you weren't there.
I felt your warm body
Next to me because
I wanted to be beside you so badly
Somehow I felt you there.
I don't think anyone
Understands what it's like
To be completely taken over
To the point of physically collapsing
From the shock of the unforgettable words that break your soul beyond the point of anyone fixing.
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 4:52 PM UTC
I must realize that there is more beauty in this world
Then just the galaxies I see in your eyes,
Or the sting in my veins when you hug me tighter.
But how
How can I possibly write about the stars when I see you in them,
How can I write about the wind when I feel you in it...
I must write about something more, more than just the ache in my soul when your gone,
or how I get high off your kiss.
But what is more exhilarating
then seeing everything more beautifully,
Because of you?
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
How I'd like to go back
when the days were warm
and nights were lit up by a dim moon
so carefully placed with an abundance of stars
How I'd like to go back
to sitting quietly next to you
on the damp grass outside in the dark
looking over to see the light of the moon
beautifully caress your face
How I'd love to go back
to breathing in the summer night
and tasting your sweet kiss
How I need to go back and just be
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 2:29 PM UTC