*we used to jaywalk on the streets and
play hide and seek in the rain
we would laugh about first kisses in
Central Park
and mimic people as they walked by
and the entire time it was you*
I know that I am not beautiful
I know that when other people see me
they see the girl with the thin-and-very-awkward frame with
glasses that always seem to fall
I had just somehow convinced myself that
you saw more than that
When people ask me about you
I like to say that I don't know about you and that
it had been awhile since we talked
because it had
and
when they ask me if I'm okay
I smile and say of course
because I am
I should be
I'm not
tell me
am I now apart of your forgotten club
that is shoved to the back of you mind
will you tell your new friends about me
and will you say that you miss me and
will you make it seem inevitable
will you create a blank canvas of loneliness for
the next girl to find and try to paint on
will you whisper my name to her as if talking about
a shadow that shouldn't have existed
sometimes I find myself wondering if you were just some cruel
nightmare that my mind had conjured up to torture me but then I remember that
my imagination isn't creative nor beautiful enough to create someone like you
and now it rains like hurricanes but when I hide, I don't try to find myself, it's better that way
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 12:43 AM UTC
His smile
His eyes
His voice
His laugh
His warmth
His existence
His hair
His dimples.
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
There's these things inside my head,
they control me
They tell me what's right from wrong,
but it always ends up bad
I've tried to get rid of them,
but I just can't do it
I feel so weak,
I am alone.
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 10:51 PM UTC
Why do people always make issues that are not really true? its so annoying
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 10:50 PM UTC
I know that it still hurts,
But its better to admit that you're sad,
than to fake a smile everyday of your life
Past is a nice place to visit,
But certainly not a good place to stay
Open your eyes to the ones who loves you for who you are,
give them a chance to show you they worth it
And smile because you can.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 7:02 AM UTC
We haven't been sharing,
Every step we made was lurking
in our shadows that we cast
and all the barricades we built
I want you to see that I am here
For three years now, I have proven
that I am a friend,
I could be trusted
I will stick with you til the end
But when will our end come?
I hope it never will
Joanne,
with you I have laughed,
I have shared secrets
and ***** memories
but all of them are treasured
weak or strong,
real or not,
I am here.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:46 AM UTC