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"i was happy"
                                                so was i.
I'm only here because I have to be, you have something personal of mine. Nothing more, nothing less. Let's call it business.

I wouldn't be here if I didn't need it. I don't need you anymore. I never needed you. I don't need you to be here, I just need it back.

But you see, you have my heart still and I need it back to leave. Can I please just leave? I need it back. I need to leave. I need you out of my life, but I can't have that if you own my heart,
so, please
just give it back and I will be on my way. Please.
How long will you hold it? It's not for you anymore, please just give it back.
you never asked to read my poetry
maybe that was the sign.
i told you i wrote for fun,
you shrugged and moved on.
red flags went up everywhere, but i didn’t bother looking
Lips pursed, beckons you ever closer
Soft to touch, yet firm to latch onto
Moves and flows like light ocean waves
Slight salty sweat, leaves a sour tang
Taste withers away, leaving sweet yet sad memories
A kingdom has a king
But can it be a without a Queen?

A King can burn with fury and wrath
A Queen can cool tempers and rage
A King can make tough decisions
A Queen can surge with unrestricted emotion
A King can declare a war
A Queen can declare her love
A King can be wise
A Queen can be empathetic
Both have their highs and lows
Roles and characteristics can be reversed
Alas, in the end... a Good King has a Good Queen to rule beside him.
Together.
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you know,
all i’ve ever wanted
was to feel a love like mine.
is that too much to ask for?
i betray myself every night,
when i sneak off
and see you in my dreams.
I layed in my bed and listened to the pattern of the rain.
I let it ****** my brain and give me illusions.
The chilly wind coming from my window displays its hurt.
I lay and let my conscience wonder around.
The cold wet rain pittering and pattering on the concrete is exilerating.
Not because I enjoy it but because it reminds me I'm still alive.
Love was the game.
I got finessed.
Followed my heart.
'Til I realized it was too late.
Oh, infinitely beautiful girl
you are not alone

she wrote with
scarlet lipstick on her mirror

But words alone
don't
change hearts

and she was infinitely
unhappy

cursed

doomed

All the boys and men
said yes
to her

but her brother still
said no
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