No this is not gonna be a poem about grief,
about how my heart is torn and how i wish i'd smash your face just to give u a dose of what i feel.
this is a poem about life,
about how alive you made me feel,
it's about the nights i breathed life into my words and the nights i stayed awake to watch them sing,
and for the two weeks you played along,
tracked me along your game of love and smoked me like a **** and when your throat was irritated by my smoke, your last blow landed a text message on my phone that left me broke..
i know this is insane, and i'm in pain,
i know you were never mine, and i shouldn't feel this way
but a single thought of you gave me wings... it lit a smile on my face that only you can make me have..
all i wanted was for you to give me a chance, i wished our hearts would reach out their hands to each other to have the hearts dance,
to treat you like you were the one algorithm i depended on to complete my heart..and to show u that u were the one song i had to sing to open my lungs..
I've never seen anything more beautiful like you did when you dance, believe me for you i learned the nae nae, and i kept hoping that one day i'd call you my bae..
but one day i'll forget to remember how much you meant to me, cause when your hand stopped waving goodbye, i stopped wishing you'd be mine
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC