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 Nov 2015 - Aquamarine
effaced
i made the decision yesterday
i made the decision to be the person i want to be
to be the person my grandparents think me to be.
i made the decision yesterday
i made the decision to keep my skin clear
to invest myself into those around me.
i made the decision yesterday
i made the decision to live again
to live and not just be alive.
 Nov 2015 - Aquamarine
Rivers Kay
Pas plus de clôtures blanches
aucun voiles de dentelle de MRE ou vœux
pas plus que vous les seuls des thats un de causer toutes Dont avec maintenant

Ceci est la dernière chanson d'amour que je vais jamais écris pour vous.
Ceci est la dernière chanson d'amour que je vais jamais écris pour vous.
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No  more white picket fences
No more lace veils or vows
No more you the only one cause that's all done with now

This is the last love song i'll ever write for you.
This is the last love song i'll ever write for you.
 Nov 2015 - Aquamarine
Rivers Kay
He didn't make the basketball cuts and that seems to be more important than the cuts i have on my arms and legs...

I say one thing and get yelled at for "making it about me"...

"I'm talking to your brother about HIS ****** day"

But you never seemed to care about all the ****** days i had.

The first thing you asked him was is he okay and did he need to talk about it at all.

All they asked me was how stupid could a single one person be...
 Nov 2015 - Aquamarine
Rivers Kay
"You had no idea did you..."

"No I really didn't"

"I am not the girl you have come to know. I am so much more"

"...I'd like to meet her"
 Nov 2015 - Aquamarine
Rivers Kay
Sometimes an apology isn't worth anything.

It's like shooting someone in the chest, putting a band-aid on it, and saying i'm sorry with a smile on you're face.

The damage is done and sadly... a band-aid will simply not do.
 Nov 2015 - Aquamarine
Payton
...
 Nov 2015 - Aquamarine
Payton
...
If only the words spilled from my lips like they do from my fingertips.
Then maybe you would understand
Never again would stutters and pauses and knots in my throat,
stand in the way of my thoughts and your kiss.
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