I love observers
When they are looking
This filthy world
And it’s small beauty of it.
What hit most
When two observers meet
Now they watch each other moves
With electricity feeling up in their body.
Knowing they both are enjoying each other company
But won’t say a word.
Their eyes did the talking.
Just found out he’s proposing on Sunday
What a surprise
Does he really see the rest of his life with me?
Do I see it?
I don’t know what to feel
But I know this is life
You make my family happy
Your kind to me
Do anything to make sure I’m happy
But am I really happy?
Anyway this is life
And once again I’m going with the flow.
Why am I attracted to you?
What is it about you?
Is it your soft light brown skin?
Is it that smile that show those beautiful white teeth?
Or is it your body?
Nah not that
What attracted me was the mind
How your mind works
It made me want more
More of knowing how you think
How you think of me
Then you speak and it’s poetry
Our eyes stay in contact
We both know what we want
But we let poetry say it for us.
Guess it just knows how to turn us on more
Leaving us wanting more.
This Wednesday afternoon
Sitting on the couch
Went to check up on you like usually
When you can’t forget someone
I see your writing again
I see you have posted those beautiful words again
Even if we have no more communication
When I see you post those words again that’s enough to let me know how your doing
I know that’s your peace
Poetry will always be our language.
I’m scared I won’t make it
I’m scared of failing
I’m scared no one will be proud of me
Thoughts repeat the words
Building up my anxiety
What are you doing to yourself?
A light spoke in the darkness of my mind
I know your scared, we all are but why did you stop?
WHY ARE YOU LETTING IT STOP YOU?
those are just words that will always come of any success
But the difference is you don’t let it control you!
Don’t let it win
You make it with those thoughts and smile
Then look back and thank those words for helping you make it to the top.
Knowing you took control.
The art of eye contact
You know what I’m talking about
You know what both of us want
I smile at the look of you
I smile knowing the idea of you
I know what I do to you
And just look then smile
While I catch your eyes
your body weakens
Just by the eye contact across the room
Knowing I’ll have you soon.
Went to a party today
Took a few snaps
Had a great time
Got home late
2 am getting ready for bed
Receive a text on snap from a friend who ask me if I can remove one of my snaps I took of her because “I look ugly and feel insecure”
Post what the hell you want
Who gives a flying **** about how people will view you.
Don’t get me wrong everyone gets insecure but I rather people work with it then letting it control how you feel and your life.
Especially when half of the time your insecurities aren’t as bad as you see them.
They don’t even matter.
I told her
“If your really feeling down about yourself and worried how people will view you because your insecure then you got a long life your about to live”
Stop letting insecurities control you
Either change it
Work with it
But don’t ******* sit there and keep complaining.
You’re all beautiful in your own ******* way.
I’m lost sometimes
Like everyone else
I’m happy sometimes
Like everyone else
I’m sad sometimes
Like everyone else
Feel alone sometimes
Like everyone else.
Even tho we go through all these emotions in our lives
We must remember we are just like everyone else in this place we call a planet.
You are never alone.
It’s crazy isn’t it?
How even when I get married
I’ll somehow still be thinking of you
The funny, happy, sad, angry, ****** , and lovely
Moments we had together.
Those memories are long gone
However the touch of you still tingles me and being chills down my spine till this day
Our memories will always be my favorite chapters in my life.
I’ll forever reread.
Leave me alone.
I can’t sleep
I need sleep
I feel overwhelmed
Please just leave and let me be.
You tell me you want to love me
You tell me you want to give me the world
You tell me you want to make me feel special
How do you know if I want to do the same?
This Friday night
While everyone getting ready for Halloween
I am just sitting here at 2:14 am
While everyone posting on social media
About their upcoming parties
I’m just sitting here reading
While you guys blowing up my phone
Telling me to come out enjoy the wild side
I’ll look at my phone smile then put it down
And do what always makes me happy
Oh also kids don’t believe all innocent people
Don’t have a wild side.
At the laundry
And all im thinking about is laying up in my bed
With a good cup of coffee
In this drowny New York weather.
At exactly 3:14 am
I check all over
I check to see your writing
I check to make sure your still writing
I move on with my life but will always check up on you without knowing it
Hope all is well.
I’m one of many people that look forward to reading that talent of yours.
You might not be the future father of my future kids
You’ll be the man I talk about when my future daughter asks me about love.
We don’t see each other anymore
We don’t contact each other anymore
We know our location but never come visit
So close yet so far
The only thing keeping us close is
Poetry is our language
when I see you post on social media
People might not understand but I read and I know
The way we use to look at each other
We both knew.
Thank you for being a dangerously beautiful story that was part of my life.
I had fun.
As she says with a smile. Remembering the streets of New York they as they use to along walked together.
Why do we crave the things we can’t have
Once our eyes see something we aren’t allow to touch our pupil gets larger.
Like ready to attack it.
You don’t need them but you need them to fill your pleasure
To feel satisfied.
You smile at the thought of them
Sometimes that’s all you need.
Some would say I have no feelings
Some would say I do
I would say I have empathy but not fully.
I’m sorry for hurting you
But I’m not sorry for moving on with my life.
You can sit there and watch that screen all night
To see if I think about us at any moment during my day.
But I don’t
The thing about me is I’ll keep going on to the next part of my life
Your a memory in my life now that I have yet to write about in my book.
Of course I pause and smile at the thought of us but I turn back to reality and remember who I am.
It was best for you to stay away from me.
Your feelings will get caught in the mix
I don’t have 100% empathy
You know we both knew that.
I love story that couldn’t continue in New York.
What ***** about life is living off fear
What ***** about life is always being depressed with people up your *** telling you “you’ll be fine”
When they don’t know what going on in that ****** up head of yours.
Yes, life can be wonderful but for me it’s temporary.
I’m a depressed ****.
No words can describe it
I just know it’s in me
Being sad and moving on with life.
I’m not saying to be like me in life but if your depressed then just know your not alone and can hit me up anytime . I’ll be around
Poetry comes to mind when I think of you
You inspire my poems that I barely call poems.
I miss your eye contact when we first connected ours eyes
It’s been months since I seen you
Wondering how you are
Are you still near the river side
Would we meet again even tho it’s impossible
End of the day I don’t tell myself to say goodbye to you.
I’ll see you again one day for now
have your fun
Until our eyes meet again I’ll just smile and continue walking the street of New York.
— The End —