Clindballe

Clindballe Sep 2014

It was showing on his blushing skin and shaking hands.
His insecurity was running through his veins.
His eyes started wandering when I caught him looking.

It was showing on my blushing skin and shaking hands.
My insecurity was running through my veins.
My eyes started wandering when he caught me looking.

It was showing on our blushing skin and shaking hands.
Our insecurities was running through our veins.
Our eyes started wandering we caught each other looking.

Written: September 27. -2014

#love #eyes #crush #him #insecure #skin #blush #wandering #veins #shaking

Clindballe Sep 2014

He is the only one I notice

The way he looked back at me
pretending he was paying attention to his friends
when we both knew he was not.
His blue eyes staring back at me
while I was trying to ignore the fact that
my heart started to beat out my chest.
It was like my hole body got filled with butterflies.
Everyone else seemed to disapear
until he looked away and I remembered
I am not the only he notice.

Written: September 26. - 2014

#love #eyes #blue #him #try #ignore #butterflies #attention #pretend #notice

Clindballe Sep 2014

The sun and the moon

The sun rises as the moon goes down.
Never do they meet.
They always run away
from one another.
Until that perfect moment
where they eclipse
and become as one.
Though it is only temporary
they keep chasing
till they get their infinity
where two become one.

*I hope we'll meet like an eclipse

Written: September 24. - 2014

#love #heart #sun #moon #perfect #you #moment #rise #eclipse #infinity

Clindballe Sep 2014

His voice

It was not what he had said
that hurt the most
but that he had said it.
He broke my heart
with his voice.
But that is alright
because words will heal my heart
like his voice never existed.
*I will forget his voice
but not his words.

Written: September 18. - 2014

#love #broken #words #heart #hurt #forget #him #voice #exist #heal

Clindballe Sep 2014

We love you

We love you* they said
I believed them as any other child would.
they had to love me.
so I left them with no other choice
than to hate me.
to leave them with eyes
drowning in an ocean of misunderstandings
trying to make sense of things.
make sense of me.
with hard times comes a hard hand.
or so it was for me.
not for them.
they did not know me.
they do not know me.
so I get a hard hand.
followed by a we love you.
Leaving my eyes
drowning in an ocean of misunderstandings.
*I love you too

Written: September 17. -2014

#love #hate #eyes #abuse #children #misunderstanding

Clindballe Sep 2014

Pickle in a jar

I feel like a pickle in jar.
Drowning in salty tears.
Waiting on a shelf for
someone to want me.
To drag me out of this
lonely jar and take a bite
of my tear soaked body.
I am waiting for someone
to tell the difference between
a cucumber and a pickle.

Written: September 16. - 2014

#love #lonely #tears #drowning #waiting #bite #pickle #cucumber #shelf #jar

Clindballe Sep 2014

Room; for everything

Pictures; For remembering the good times.
Alcohol; For forgetting the past.
Boxes; For keeping old memorizes.
Shoes; For walking away.
Books; For getting lost.
Speakers; For expressing feelings.
Mirror; For finding flaws.
Clothing; For covering up.
Lamps; For looking for monsters.
Junk; For never letting go.
Bed; For giving up.
Flag; For fighting for my dreams.

Written: September 14. - 2014

#alcohol #bed #lost #forget #book #guitar #mirror #lettinggo #walk #remeber