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rinxdeer
rinxdeer
I'm the ghost with the most, babe.
[9: 15 p.m.] for some reason, my ribs ache when i think of you they feel incomplete like gaps in between teeth empty spaces where a heart should keep pumping   then i imagine you next to me and it skips a beat or maybe two [10:32 p.m.] normally it's the chase that gets me most thrilled i heard once that lions sometimes hunted for the hell of it but i can't seem to find heaven tangled in these phone lines it is better to back down before i get myself wounded or even worse [10:49 p.m.] tear stains seem more permanent than ebony ink so i wrote you a song on the tip of my eyelashes but you couldn't remember how to read the music a few violin strings and promises were broken in the process [11:56 p.m.] they say drinking hot tea creates the same effect as physical closeness, the touch of human warmth i settled for coffee and the heat of a texas summer but it wasn't the same feeling as when you held me in my dream [12:11 a.m.] there are so many wasted nights in the wastebasket of poetry written about love and loss and anger and not enough about the indescribable feeling of staying up at night just to hear your voice for an hour [12:47 a.m.] there was a time when i got sick at the sound of laughter sunshine gave me a never-ending, piercing migraine i stared into the dark and screamed profanities into my pillow because i wished i could be content alone and without you for one second [1:21 a.m.] someone once told me i have the memory of an elephant but i forgot to tell you that you give  me  the strangest euphoria   like eating gas station sushi on long trips to my hometown or wearing mismatched socks underneath my favorite shoes and autumn nights [2:13 a.m.] sometimes we focus too heavily on the tiny details to realize that if we step back for a second, we will see a beautiful masterpiece right in front of  us instead of mistakes under the guise of "amateur brushstrokes" and "just friends" [3:30 a.m.] there are times where i can't distinguish between tachycardia and a broken heart but i do know that i love you in some way and if i never told you that before now well I'm sorry
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 3:33 PM UTC
gas station sushi
[9: 15 p.m.] for some reason, my ribs ache when i think of you they feel incomplete like gaps in between teeth empty spaces where a heart should keep pumping   then i imagine you next to me and it skips a beat or maybe two [10:32 p.m.] normally it's the chase that gets me most thrilled i heard once that lions sometimes hunted for the hell of it but i can't seem to find heaven tangled in these phone lines it is better to back down before i get myself wounded or even worse [10:49 p.m.] tear stains seem more permanent than ebony ink so i wrote you a song on the tip of my eyelashes but you couldn't remember how to read the music a few violin strings and promises were broken in the process [11:56 p.m.] they say drinking hot tea creates the same effect as physical closeness, the touch of human warmth i settled for coffee and the heat of a texas summer but it wasn't the same feeling as when you held me in my dream [12:11 a.m.] there are so many wasted nights in the wastebasket of poetry written about love and loss and anger and not enough about the indescribable feeling of staying up at night just to hear your voice for an hour [12:47 a.m.] there was a time when i got sick at the sound of laughter sunshine gave me a never-ending, piercing migraine i stared into the dark and screamed profanities into my pillow because i wished i could be content alone and without you for one second [1:21 a.m.] someone once told me i have the memory of an elephant but i forgot to tell you that you give  me  the strangest euphoria   like eating gas station sushi on long trips to my hometown or wearing mismatched socks underneath my favorite shoes and autumn nights [2:13 a.m.] sometimes we focus too heavily on the tiny details to realize that if we step back for a second, we will see a beautiful masterpiece right in front of  us instead of mistakes under the guise of "amateur brushstrokes" and "just friends" [3:30 a.m.] there are times where i can't distinguish between tachycardia and a broken heart but i do know that i love you in some way and if i never told you that before now well I'm sorry
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