When someone you love
Loses someone they loved
And they don't talk to you
Because you and him are through
And you reach out a hand
to no one
And they lose who they are
Were
And you watch as they disappear
From the sidelines of a suicide
You catch glimpses
of what you used to know
When he calls you to feel again
Feel you again
And nothing else
You pray he'll change
Back
Come
Back
You move on from him
But still feel too much
He can't move on from his loss
You lose him to the cost
Of a suicide
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
When someone you love
Loses someone they loved
And they don't talk to you
Because you and him are through
And you reach out a hand
to no one
And they lose who they are
Were
And you watch as they disappear
From the sidelines of a suicide
You catch glimpses
of what you used to know
When he calls you to feel again
Feel you again
And nothing else
You pray he'll change
Back
Come
Back
You move on from him
But still feel too much
He can't move on from his loss
You lose him to the cost
Of a suicide
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 1:18 AM UTC
"You two are gonna go out."
"You two are gonna end up together."
"Stop flirting with him."
"Second boyfriend!"
I don't want to.
I don't want to like him.
I don't want to date him.
I don't love him.
Not like that.
I love Sam.
Like that.
Why do I have to tell myself this?
Why do these thoughts cross my mind?
It's not right.
It's not fair he puts me through this.
I have a loving,
understanding,
boyfriend.
It's not fair what he does.
How he flirts.
Saying he's better.
More deserving.
But he's a friend.
I''m almost all he's got.
He needs me.
I need him too,
I guess.
But it's too hard.
It's too much.
He shouldn't have let it happen.
It's not my fault.
I can't keep blaming myself.
I love Sam.
He's amazing.
And he loves me.
Doesn't show it as much.
But I know he does!
He does!
He loves me!
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 10:31 PM UTC
Wrap myself in your sweater
The second my eyes get wetter
Comfort me and make me cry
I can't tell if would rather you or I die
Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 12:10 AM UTC
I am honest
But honestly I don’t have trouble lying
I am happy
But sometimes it’s hard to stop crying
I’m a leader
But often I find myself following
I’m athletic
But I can’t really walk without falling
I’m loving
But sometimes I really don’t care
I’m smart
But not if you take time to compare
I’m organized
But I lose things at least once a week
I’m good-natured
But I’m also a complete control-freak
I’m trustworthy
But don’t worry I’ll tell you what she says
I’m me
But honestly I don’t know who that is
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 11:10 PM UTC
Drown it out with ice cream
Even if the only thing you can taste is the strawberry of his lips
Drown out your screams
Even if the cold doesn't compare to the cold you've felt ever since
Don’t let it melt
Don’t let him melt your heart with his deceitful words
Don’t remember how it felt
Don’t remember how he was the only one who really knew you
Fill yourself with it
Even if it will never fill the hole he left in you
Eat to make it through this
Even if inside all you feel is left and lonely
“A moment on your lips”
It felt like the right choice at the time
“A life time on your hips”
But you regret it now, don’t you?
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 11:08 PM UTC
Once it was labelled
You lost what we were
Too many opinions
You couldn't defer
You faked a break up
That soon became real
Peer pressure forced you
To change how you feel
For the next long month
I took space to recover
But on Hallowe'en I found out
That you found another
You two broke up
And Edwin brought us together
We hungout just twice
In the near-winter weather
I thought you liked me
Because we kissed at the park
But you loved me like a sister
Thought there wasn't a spark
You moved on to Emma
And we drifted apart
You found a new family
And it broke my heart
Every promise was broken
You weren't the same Reagen
You forgot about my feelings
And left with no reason
We had the worst fight of our history
So many hurtful things said
The worst: that you're leaving
That ripped me to shreds
Two months spent without you
But only just physically
'Cause you plagued my thoughts
And wrecked my stability
Ironically, it was Emma,
The girl who stole your attention,
That convinced you to come back
And repair our connection
Our relationship improved
But it wasn't restored
We only talked about Emma,
The girl you adored
Eventually, I met a boy
Who seemed to treat me much better
We started to date
He lent me his sweater
Everything changed
When Jesse moved away
You realized who cared
And what mistake you had made
As we got closer
Tristan started to withdraw
I was being too clingy
It's always been my flaw
The saying "History repeats itself"
Has never been more true
When Tristan and I stopped dating
You hoped that we'd get to
And just like last summer
I made out with Owen
But again it felt awkward
So it won't keep going
They say I've chosen you
Like my love's a competition
They say I've chosen you
I do it like tradition
All I know is I love you
And I always want to see you smile
Just understand that I can't
Make decisions for awhile
So happy birthday baby
May all your dreams come true
I hope this year's amazing
And I can spend it all with you
Sep 22, 2013
Sep 22, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
6 has a purpose.
6 is afraid of 7 because 7 ate 9.
6 does ***** things with 9.
6 is mature.
6 is ****
5 makes you sound too young.
And it's not good for much.
Like your inexperienced self.
6 is one inch closer to 7.
17's the perfect age.
17 is your age.
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 11:56 PM UTC
3 words spoken too soon
When I still doubt
He even other "L-word"s me
His kisses so sweet
Leaving lies on my lips
And maybe from them
Truth will spring
And one day he'll say the words again
And he'll mean them
Right before he breaks my heart.
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 11:51 PM UTC
He always laughs
When I try to act cute
But mostly when
I try to be ****
I think it's because
I'm just a girl
A frail fifteen years
To his seventeen
He knows what he's doing
And I just pretend
Because he used to be
Opposite
To who I am --
And who he is
Now
"What?"
I ask
But there's never
A better answer
Than
"Nothing"
And often
A kiss
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 7:37 PM UTC