so I noticed that we both drink coffee.
just like anyone, we both like ours a certain way.
i like mine sweeter, with just the aftertaste of coffee there.
caramel, sugar, creamer.
i think about when i’ll have my next cup, and the idea of it alone makes me happy.
i don’t care what time of day i have it, i almost always have a cup.
i make time for my coffee.
it might be safe to say i think you like your coffee black.
you might add just the smallest touch to soften its bitter taste, but never too much.
sometimes i think you just pour it and carry on, as though it’s nothing important at all.
as though all it is, is just some quick fix.
like you just want to get it over with.
we drink it in two different ways.
i drink it slowly.
i note every flavor in every sip, i enjoy it.
i note the warmth it brings me.
i like it all hours of the day.
you drink it quickly.
quicker than me, at least.
you don’t care if it burns your tongue, or perhaps you’re used to the pain.
you accept it.
you never let it last, you move on to something else soon after.
i lay in your bed, watching your eyes as they skim the screen in front of you.
your mind is somewhere else.
i savor the moments you look my way, if even for a second, and smile at me.
i wonder if you even notice them.
i feel your laugh vibrate my bones, making the hair on my arms stand on end.
do i make you feel at all?
i reflect on it every time i drink my coffee.
i think about it with each and every sip, taking my time.
something tells me that you don’t do the same.
after all, it's just coffee.
but i put my all into this coffee.
i think you like your coffee black.
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 10:16 PM UTC
please stop
im done
i dont want to hear it
i dont care about the excuses
i did my part
i said sorry
i dont want to hear about why you cant
May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 9:50 PM UTC
it's constant now
the bickering
the fighting
it started as an insignificant disagreement
but it grew
and oh God did it grow
it's becoming something
that i'm scared is bigger than us
something too big for us to fix
again and again
one fight after another
Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 11:10 PM UTC
as the sun rises slowly
it illuminates your eyes
you take my hand
you pull me in
our lips brush
hair tousled
by an early morning breeze
you are beautiful
perfect
i am obsessed
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 10:36 PM UTC
Cut me open
Rip out my heart
To you that's all love is
A sick form of art
Dancing on tears
Laughing at cruelty
All I can offer your sick mind
Is such pity.
Needlessly toying
With girl after girl
Good for you
For getting a thrill.
Congratulations on your game
I saw right goodness in those eyes
But I was just another one
You managed to play
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 11:30 AM UTC
Once again
I have allowed myself to live
in the illusion that
you actually care for me
How foolish of me
to let lowly emotions
get in the way of reasoning
and logic
Please don’t waste my time
again.
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
he's the yin to her yang
the trip of light fantastic
the color wheel to her shade of gray
the breeze if you can catch it
the open flame of the day
the hold it tight, the giveaway
the stop right there, begin again
she the yang to his yin
the raw idea in all that's meant
all that's said, all that's kept
under feet, overhead
yin to yang, yang to yin
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 2:02 PM UTC
I know our souls are not meant to be intertwined
I know how different we are from each other
I know how bad we are together
But God,
There is something about you
There is something about your blue eyes
that make the worries disappear
There is something about your smile
that make me forget that we are complete opposites
I know we aren't meant to be
I know I'm not supposed to like you
I know you're not supposed to like me
But there's no harm in pretending, right?
Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 11:37 PM UTC