My mind wanders to you
those mornings i wake up dreaming of you
It's been years that i've forgotten how you smelled like
But i'll always remember those deep hazel eyes that turn dewy
each time you look at me and breathe a sigh of relief
We were good together, you and i, so good
I still find myself wondering if i would see you in our secret spaces
or if i come across your mind when it goes idle
Maybe in another life, maybe
You will still be my first love,
and honestly,
the only one
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 2:59 PM UTC
We are a perfect match -
Two souls who lit each other from within.
But maybe, that's why we burnt out.
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 2:44 PM UTC
i question but i no longer seek answers
you preach like a saint but you act like a sinner
i brought you into my walls and you destroy everything inside
i miss being indestructible.
but now you're lost within me
burning me out slowly from within
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 2:40 PM UTC
If I knew you were coming,
I would have saved experiences,
memories, feelings, my firsts,
and the way it feels when someone
traces their fingertips along my spine.
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 1:31 PM UTC
What if you thought you meant the world to someone
But all you are is second best -
The one he settled for
For the one he wanted
didn't want him enough
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 1:24 PM UTC
I still talk about you in present tense -
like I could still feel your heartbeat
under my fingertips
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 2:37 AM UTC
Your passing broke me into pieces-
I am now incapable of love.
I'll meet you soon,
Grandfather.
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 1:58 AM UTC
You don't understand that,
*In every pain there is beauty
& in beauty there is pain*
You don't understand that.
Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
Maybe if you didn't look at me hard enough
You would still find something to love about me;
The lies i created till i believed them-
and you should too
But you learnt the things about me
no one else and i even knew about.
& you decided that the real me
just wasn't lovable enough
& You realised that the real me
just wasn't enough
It's okay.
Everything will be okay.
Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 11:18 AM UTC
4 am is for lovers who went separate ways,
not for the in love asleep in comforting embrace.
it’s for the broken souls wandering aimlessly,
looking for a friend, looking for company.
It's for the painful heart wrenching confession,
or moans of pleasure in the throes of passion.
But my 4am is for the one i hold so dearly,
yet can't have because he doesn't want me.
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 12:18 PM UTC