i held two hands and
one let go but one remained
and i clung to it
i think i still held
on even when you let go
i think i still am
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
If there's one thing I've learned,
It's that love is real
And it does exist.
And you have no idea
What it is like
Until you're over your head in it.
And there's never really a specific moment
In which you fall in love with someone.
After a while, you just realize that
The way they squeal a little
When they laugh to hard,
Or how they jump out from behind a corner and scare you
And laugh hysterically because you screamed,
Even though they knew you would.
Or how their heartbeat sounds when they're holding you in your arms,
Are things that you can't imagine ever living without.
And if you ever felt that way with with another person,
It just wouldn't feel right.
And I love you.
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
They say
Everyone is good at something
I can't help but wonder
When will I find it?
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
Do you ever feel like
You suddenly don't belong anymore?
Like you used to matter in someone's life,
But now you just exist there?
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 3:07 PM UTC
In this life I only saw emptiness
Such emptiness that swallowed
Me. Whole.
Even when I looked into a void
It resounded with the truth, behold!
Life cannot imitate the void,
For it is emptier as it unfolds.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 8:25 AM UTC
She said you can hate me as much as it would hurt. She sobbed as she cried those words. For the love of my life to ever even consider that I could hate her, it broke my heart.
How could I ever possibly hate her, she created me.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 8:24 AM UTC
*When I think of you,
My pen cries tears,
And I'm hoping they will send to you
The words I wish I could say,
The words I should have said.*
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 8:24 AM UTC
It’s just me... thinking.
I used to sleep close to your heart
you held me tight,
kissed my head goodnight.
You said,
"This is how I would have us sleep
all of our nights."
I stayed because I loved the sound of your heart
beating while I slept.
I would wake up and you would look at me
and kiss me good morning.
One night your hold on me
loosened.
No more good night kisses.
No more good morning kisses.
You said,
"I'm just tired."
I took that as your word.
I stayed because I still loved the sound
of your heartbeats.
Then one night
you turned your back to me.
No more kisses.
This time not a word.
I hold on you still,
from behind,
because I miss the sound of your heartbeat.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 8:23 AM UTC
With the brightest colors you've seen
But she hides them behind her back
For they tell where she has been...
At night she can be found
Writing metaphors from her heart
For her head, deep in the ground,
Has a secret tearing her apart.
*Dear butterfly, spread your wings
There's a world out there for you,
What you're feeling, all these things
Aren't healthy for us two.*
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 10:13 AM UTC