It’s 3:44 A.M.
you are not here but you are always on my mind and I hate you for it I do not know how to put these emotions into words but I know that when I look at you I only think about kissing you and I do not know where love is derived from and you hate that we’re in love I know it’s after midnight and you have work in the morning but maybe if I ask enough and maybe even beg enough you will come and see me right now but you’ll probably say no so I am leaving tonight at that
It’s 3:44 P.M.
you are right next to me but I still don’t know where you really are and twelve hours ago I was craving your presence and now I’m regretting it you forgot that kissing is more intimate than *** and you still hate that I can **** you and not kiss you and that pushes you away from me you always assume that I never think about you so I push you away further but I can promise you twelve hours ago you still were on my mind I wanted you to come and see me right then but I did not ask you to because you’d probably say no but now I am stuck losing you due to my lack of communication so I am leaving today at that
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 6:58 PM UTC
I know you hate when my writings are
sad I didn’t mean it when I said “I can’t
be without you” I meant “how could you
do this to me and now you’re not here” I want
to hate you but instead I call you when I need
something about phone *** makes me feel
horrible every time it’s the only time
you give me attention now that you’re
gone I sit in my room listening to versions
of “Tom’s Diner” and this feels like my version
of “Teenage Fever” I’ve been working on a
poem about you it’s seventeen pages long
I won’t show anyone when it’s finished
because I’m embarrassed I’ve spent time
obsessing over the beaches we should’ve swam
at and the restaurants I could’ve introduced you
to and the dogs we would’ve named Steve and Rex
you’re going to read this and the only thing you’re
going to comment on is the fact that you never wanted
to name the dogs Steve and Rex and I won’t even be
mad because what else do I expect and I did this to
myself and what you don’t see is every reason why I love you
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 7:15 PM UTC
My life is me torn between
feeling everything at once
and feeling nothing at all
So feelings, where do you go when the one who loves me kisses my lips?
Yes feelings, where do you come from when the one I love slips from my fingertips?
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 2:14 AM UTC
And I can blame gravity and fate for falling in love, or endlessly compare you to the moon and the stars; or I can just admit that there's something in you that tells me you're my half - maybe it's the way you fix your hair, or the way you bat your eyes, or the way you walk or the way you speak, or even the way you let me have the last piece of fries.
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 11:13 PM UTC
There’s only been few to see
me for who I am
I still need you
sometimes when I am alone
I call you but it goes to voicemail
these people I have acquainted myself with
make me feel more than you
I do not want you
but I would
rather feel insufficient
than nothing at all
I get a lump in my throat
when I think about the past
you’re the first thing I see
I am not like you anymore
I hate you for making me
who I am
no one else understands
I still need you sometimes
and I don’t know why
I am crying
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 10:59 PM UTC
I hate when I write and you
can't tell I'm being sarcastic
I want you so much I feel greedy
(that wasn't sarcastic)
I say I don't miss you
you should know I do
I don't think it's fair that
someone can think about
a person as much as I
think about you
think about this:
you being you and me
being me but together
all these people think I'm
writing for them
it's for you
Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 1:14 AM UTC
I'm tired of writing poems
about staying up late and
sleeping all day because
you're haunting my thoughts
and creating sweet dreams
because you do not own me (
that's what I would say
if you did not own me I'm
tired of our routine but
never tired of you)
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 3:18 PM UTC
You took a trip with Lucy,
to leave a world of pain.
She showed you a kaleidoscope of colors, but just left you feeling insane.
And then you danced with Molly, under the flashing lights, but all that did was make you sleep with a different girl that night.
This girl was named Addy, you thought you'd finally found the one. She made you feel so motivated, like you could get anything done. Then she left your heart racing, and made sure you couldn't eat. After 3 days you finally left her, because she'd never let you sleep.
You met a girl so opposite, she went by Mary Jane, with her you felt so at ease, she took away the pain. But your mother didn't like her, and neither did your dad. After awhile you realized that she didn't make you feel any less sad.
So you run back to the other girls,
although they never left.
They aren't too hard to find
when they're always sleeping with your friends.
Just one call and the girls will be back into your bed.
They're hard to get rid of once you let them in your head.
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 10:31 AM UTC
*From the time that we met
To the time that is left
Love is the reason
In all that we have
We hang it on signs
Where it's easy to find
That say I am yours
And of course you are mine
For years we have known
We are at home
As we make our way through
This unfinished love poem
That we'll continue to write
With the more that we find
Loves secret between us
In our daily lives
We've taken what works
Outside of the box
Giving love reason
To run its course
Until the end comes
And we both are gone
We'll always be apart of
This unfinished love poem*
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 10:26 AM UTC
I’ve learned to appreciate everything
about you after you left me outside
in the rain on vacation
(we weren’t really on vacation
but it always felt like it).
Every time you disappeared, I
imagined the way you sway when
you’re feeling guilty. You never
wanted to hurt me, but influence
me positively. I remember when
you told me they were everything
I couldn’t be but we both had
a good laugh after that one.
I’m not like anyone you’ve had
before so you apologized for
coming and coming back to me
(I wouldn’t leave me either).
I did all the right things to keep
you around so it’s no surprise
that you forced me go
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 10:35 PM UTC