Please try to be kind
With the words that you choose
You don't know others lives
Till you've walked in their shoes

People can smile
People can grin
People can lie
About feelings within

Helping brings Kindness
Kindness is Brave
Compassion brings Love
Loving is Strengh

Well...first I'd probably pay off all my student loans

And with the rest of the $10, i don't know.....

Chipotle or taco bell maybe?

Listen

I know I'm not
What most would see to be sane

But you see
I don't see
How faking a love of romance and passion
And beautiful things

Can truly be so bad
If it's the only way he'll stay

Best Friend of my universe
The only person
I couldn't imagine a world without

When he laughed
And then nearly cried

"I don't love you anymore"

I saw the pools of hurt arise
I knew right then his words, all lies
And knew that this was my last

Chance

To keep him in my life
And as I'm selfishly afraid
Of being alone again
I took it

"I was afraid"
I swallow my self loathing away
"Because I love you"

The hope swells, he smiles wide
Laughing, he grabs my hands

"I knew you loved me"

Pang, I shut off my emotions
As he grasps my *******
And slobbers his lips on my own

Boom, my head beats in disgust
Goosebumps rising in panic
My every nerve ending wanting to run
I smile at him when he says

"Tell me you love me"

I feel bile rise, why do I do this?
Is flinging my clothes to the floor
As he leads me to my bed
The necessity to keep my last Friend?

****, why do I do this
Again and again?
Self destruction behavior, big surprise

Right?

But I swear I've never stooped so low
But I've never felt so alone
But I can't recall loving a man
But I've never rejected lust
But with him the touch is rough
But now I'm 3 months pregnant
But it's with a person I choose
But he thinks all this touching is normal
But I can't seem to ever say no

"I love you too"

I refuse to loose you my friend
Not ever again
No matter the cost

every day,
i question whether you like me
because
you don't want exclusive,
but we've usually spent
at least one night every
weekend,
together in my sheets.

we also talk every day,
and sometimes at night.

and to add to that,
we've been top best friends on
snapchat,
for two weeks straight.

and last weekend,
i asked you what you
like to read
because i know you
read a lot in your free time
and party less.

you weren't too specific,
but i told you i love poetry.
you said you didn't mind it.

so, i gave you a copy of
one of my poetry books today
with sticky notes marking
the poems that i enjoy the most.

and when you rode the bus
home from work today,
you sent me a line
from one of those poems
that i enjoy the most.

i still don't know whether
you like me the way
i wish you did, but
i don't see a lot of guys
reading poetry gave
to them by their lady friends.

and i don't see a lot of guys
acknowledging the fact that they
are reading those poems given
to them by their lady friends.