My body is a punching bag on display for you,
waiting for your hands to meet me,
when you hit me with the truth, it hurts.
How can you not see the marks you leave on my soul?
Why do you expect me to be the strong one,
when you're the one gaining it all from me?
May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 6:10 PM UTC
The greatest gift I could ever receive is being yours.
I want to call you baby and let you know how happy you make me.
I want to be able to hold your hand in public and show you off.
I want to be unafraid of the future.
I want you to know I'm listening when we talk.
I want to give you all my love, forever.
I want a definition of what we have.
What we are..
..Because you are my everything,
And I hope I'm nothing less.
May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 6:08 PM UTC
Oops, haha! Those were my feelings, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spill those on you.. let me just wipe that off your chest..
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC
I'm trying my best, but it's easy to lose focus when all you can see on the horizon is your world falling apart
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC
Kiss the parts of me you know I wish I could change,
so that I may learn to love them as much as I love the lips that touched them.
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 6:54 PM UTC
I want your whispers to echo and bounce off the curves of the goosebumps you give me when you tell me you’d be lost without me. I want the ghosts of your fingertips to trace my body awake each morning, and put me to sleep each night. I want the memories of you to tiptoe around my brain, carefully.. trying not to trigger me, but every once in awhile I want you to let them creak the floorboards causing a few dishes to fall out of my memory cabinet and crash to the floor of my heart. I want you always, I want you to haunt me.
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC
You may abandon me,
but these feelings will never leave.
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 5:36 PM UTC
Unrequited love is the enemy.
I can't battle him alone.
Will you be my hero?
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 11:03 AM UTC
You were everything I needed at just the right time.
I was everything you wanted, at-- not the right time.
You told me there would be a time for us.
I asked you to mark it on my watch
but you said you couldn't do that.
You said you'd know, and that I didn't have to wait for you.
You said you'd be mine when the time's right,
when we're both okay and free of sadness.
Years later I'm sitting here staring at the blank pages of my notebook,
fiddling with the cap on my pen.
I stare into the forrest of blue lines on my paper,
trying to think of beautiful words to dedicate to this page.
Beautiful words.
Beautiful.
All that comes to mind is your name.
And I look at my watch.
I think it's broken.
*The truth is, you are the only one
who can break the chains this sadness has handcuffed to me.
If that's so,
I guess I won't ever be happy,
and I guess our time will never come.*
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 9:54 PM UTC
The words you say to me bring me back to the happiest dreams I've had of you, and it's then that I realize they've come true.
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 1:00 AM UTC