If my skin was as transparent as my soul
you'd see the names of old lovers,
you'd see ashes of love letters
that faded with time,
you'd see words of a careful mouth,
you'd see the universe
I once opened up to experience
and quite enjoyed the way it tasted.
You'd see pale veins filled up with dark ink
staining all parts of me it touches.
You'd see that hint of something
you've always seen in my eyes
but never could put your finger
on what it was.
You'd categorize it as lust,
desire for the touch
of the deepest kind of love.
You'd see that the thoughts running through my mind
are those I saved for you.
And you'd know that it is your name
carved on the depths of every bone,
every single cell
that builds my body.
Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 10:59 AM UTC
I could lie
and put my memories on fire
turn my feelings
into ashes
but what good would that be
if I'd miss
not you
but something I never knew
I once had?
My mother said
and I remember it well,
"keep in memory what you had,
it is what brought you here."
And maybe,
it is what will bring you back.
Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 4:22 PM UTC
I miss the way
your lips touched
and the way
your voice quivered
whenever you said my name,
I miss the way
you made it sound
like a prayer
and I felt like
heaven was near
and there was a god after all,
I miss the way
you would look me in the eyes
and I miss the way
you used to make me feel,
as if
I was you whole
********* world.
Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 4:55 AM UTC
I've spent nights
memorizing your lips
and your jaw line.
It's something
I have been taught
along the years.
"From lips, come out a reason to fix a broken heart."
That's what my mother
used to say,
but like most mothers
she did not tell me
that words are the first step
to destroy an entire life.
And darling
since I saw you
I've hoped your lips
would be too busy on mine
to think of anything else.
Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 3:24 PM UTC
I've never really tried
to write you something,
perhaps I just didn't want to.
You say you know me
but I am
as unknown to you as can be.
I tried, I really did
but it was all too much.
You think it was your fault don't you?
I guess you never really did
and I'm sure you never would
fight to see my side of the story,
I guess you never really saw
what exactly surrounded you.
Your world has crashed
and deep inside you know,
you know you have no one to blame but me.
And all I want you to know
is that I'm sorry, Mom.
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 10:36 PM UTC
My biggest fear
is I'll never get over
the idea of you
and maybe
that's what it was all about.
Maybe I did not see
things as they were
but instead
as I wanted them to be,
and that's probably what we were.
I never stopped
to explore your idea of me.
The memories I have
are twisted
in my own concept of perfection,
and even though so alike,
we couldn't be any more different.
But still
I guess
I'll never fall out of love
with the idea
I have of you.
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 10:06 PM UTC
Now you see why I left?
You could not bring yourself
to feel the same,
whenever I thought of you
I knew you would never
think of me that way.
You broke me darling,
you really did it.
I wonder if you even regret it,
I don't think you do.
You call yourself a charmer
as if to hide the love you have
on the tip of your fingertips.
I fell not for you but the person you were,
but then you changed
and I felt lost so I left,
I wandered off to find someone new.
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 10:30 AM UTC
I wrote you a poem
but didn't actually
quite find the right melody in those words,
I painted it in black
and stained it with red,
and I may have written it
in a helpless attempt to a fixing,
I'm painfully aware
of all the tear stains
and the fading ink and once again
I apologize for the the shortness of it
but the worst of it all
is the shadows of the past
hiding in the in between
of the colorless lines.
Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 6:01 PM UTC
Love I tried to tell you,
I tried to warn you,
make you see
that this would never work.
I tried to show you
I'm not all that great,
I'm not what you tell people
when you say you found love.
You should have believed me
when I said
I would break your heart.
Maybe then we wouldn't be
this far apart
from each other.
Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 11:42 AM UTC
I'm not your favorite song,
I'm not your morning sun,
I'm not your shooting star
and I'm sure
it is not me
the one who owns
your heart.
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 2:20 PM UTC