"I have a staring problem.
Better yet, YOU give me a staring problem
My problem isn't that I do it to much
Is that I don't do it enough
When I'm not staring at you
The world seems dull
And not worth a single second of my gaze
When I could be spending that moment
Looking at your eyes
Watching your hand
Studying your lips."
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 3:26 PM UTC
it doesn't make sense for me to feel this way
because you're not even mine
but i still can't help feeling the way that i do
like i'm drowning and the water is digging into my lungs like a knife
i'm tired of the way my heart wants something that it can't have
making me feel sad at night over things within my grasp
but can't really hold with my hands
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 3:25 PM UTC
don’t leave me.
don’t ever.
please.
i feel so empty.
lost.
afraid.
insane.
i look for myself
in you
more than
i look for myself
within me.
(p)
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 4:34 AM UTC
I didn't know
the 'I love you's you gave me
were borrowed.
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
You were the pomegranate nail polish
I wore yesterday but have wiped off today.
I'm ready for everything to finally change
without you I'll be rearranged; in a better
state of mind, with you I was wasting my time.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 5:19 AM UTC
hendes øjenlåg var farvelagte
hendes læber tøvede sjældent
ordene var limet fast tæt til hendes
månehvide hud, og *** smilte kun,
når ingen andre så det
for lykken var et sted, der gemte sig,
og kun viste sig, når ingen andre så på
hendes mor havde fortalt hende, at unge
kvinder som hende ofte endte ud som
sindssyge, men *** tog det let, og trak
på skuldrene som man nu gør, når
ens ord bliver intetsigende
*** fortalte mig en hverdagsaften foran
københavns rådhus, at *** havde læst
for meget Charles Bukowski til at forelske
sig, og det var sådan en aften, jeg havde
lyst til at kysse de altsigende læber
det var sådan en aften, hvor københavn
hang fast i baggrunden
det var sådan en aften, hvor jeg opdagede,
hvor meget jeg kunne holde af et andet
menneske
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 5:11 AM UTC
jeg vil ikke sove
og jeg ved ikke rigtigt hvorfor
måske er det fordi
at når jeg vågner igen
er der en helt ny dag
en hel dag til uden dig
dagen forinden var svær nok
jeg er ikke sikker på
at mit hjerte kan holde sig kørende
på sin reservegenerator så lang tid
endnu
en hel ny dag
helt uden dig
morgensolen ginder salt i mine åbne sår
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 1:40 PM UTC
*** kiggede
rundt og
opdagede,
at *** faktisk ikke
kunne se
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 10:21 AM UTC
Du er mit nye kød,
fanget på min krog,
i mine tanker,
man siger at forskellighed
er en fordel for
realationen,
det må tiden vise,
men jeg er optimistisk
Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 12:21 PM UTC