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I bit my lip
It bled.
The blood trickled down
I desire your touch.
I desire you.
I wish you could see
Im like a loverboy with a sign
Making my love for you so obvious.
Im not average.
I wanna show you
What i can be.
Its just...
Im sorry
I love you
I love the way your hands smother my chest.
I love the way your tongue melts on mine.
I love the way your lips brush mine.
I love how your body is so tight on mine.
I love the way you wrap your legs around my waist
I love the way your eyes seek out mine
I love the way you hold me gently.
I love the way your head rests on me
I love the way you run your fingers through my hair.
I love you so much
I need you to know
Every look i get
Every touch
Every kiss
Every time we snuggle
I value it all.
I cant stop thinking about you.
You are so fun.
I never meant to fall in love
But ****,
I couldnt help it.
I love the way we are silly with eachother.
I dont always have to be serious,
You love me more when im not.
You love my humor.
Yeah,
You are beautiful
Godess of the sun.
I love you.
Everything about you.
I cant stop.
You are always there
When i need you.
You love to snuggle
Just as much as i do.
We cant get enough of each others attention
You are so **** cute
You are certainly
*Bae
  May 2016 Bre Woeller
Jinxx
I see my reflection
I hate what I see
I punch the glass
My knuckles bleed
I'm shattered
Pick up a piece
Slit my wrist
I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I blee........
  May 2016 Bre Woeller
Jessica-Amaya
Sometimes I over think
Every single little thing

I wonder if anyone could ever love someone as different as me.

I get sad
I get mad
I get depressed
I get stressed

I fall apart

It tears me apart thinking I'll never be good enough for anyone.
  Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
Life is written in chapters
and meeting you, my love,
is the prologue, for my life
has only begun, when I
finally met you.
Stop telling me I need a savior.
I stopped believing a long time ago.
Stop telling me someone will deliver me,
I been waiting for my hell to end
Stop telling me I am loved
If he did love me, I would not know abuse
Stop telling me that prayer is the answer
I have prayed my life away
Stop telling me this life is planned
why would god plan for me to feel so inhuman?
Stop telling me it is in God's hands
If so, his hands are full of sin
Please, for the love of god
stop
trying to make it okay by using *God
  Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
This distance meant nothing to me
Until I wished I was closer to you
Then this distance became unbearable
Yet this distance meant nothing to me.
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