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Dashalynn Nov 2018
For it was never based on his beauty,
But in his magnetism,
So enchanting
I would have fallen in love with him,
Even with my eyes closed
Dashalynn Nov 2018
What would I do if I weren't afraid?
I would tell you that I like you.
Well that wouldn't be entirely accurate.
I would tell you that every time I see you, my heart beats faster.
I would tell you that I get butterflies at the mention of your name.
I would tell you that I go out of my way to let you know just how special you are because you are, so. *******. special, to me.
I would tell you that I replay our conversations in my head like, all the time.
I would say just how having you in my life makes my days that much brighter.
I would tell you that ever since I met you, I smile a lot more than I used to.
I would tell you that talking to you literally makes my entire day, and when you look at me I swear I can't breathe.
I would tell you that every time I walk into a room I automatically look for you first.
I would tell you that a lot of people call my name, but you are the only person who can make it sound so **** special.
I would tell you that you are not mine, but sometimes I pretend you wish you were.
I would tell you that I want your heart because you stole mine.
If I wasn't afraid, I would tell you that seeing you with someone else is something that I don't want to see, or imagine because truth is…I'm crazy about you. But that's just it, it's crazy because I will never not be afraid because saying any of this ruins what we have.

What I tell myself is, I'd rather have you as a friend only, if It meant losing you completely.

I tell myself, this is how it has to be...

And I tell myself…I'm okay with it.
Dashalynn Nov 2018
3 am is not for the dreamers but rather the seekers

It is for the ones with minds over run by thoughts of someone that is surely not thinking of them

3 am is not for the lovers but for the lonely

It is for the ones that love love and to be loved but are not yet loved themselves
Dashalynn Nov 2018
Me
She loves hard because she knows how it feels to be loved so little
Dashalynn Nov 2018
Her scars tell a story, the story of her life
The battles fought and the battles won
She has lost more battles than she has ever won
but winning the war is all that really matters
Dashalynn Nov 2018
She is tough, yet gentle,
Complicated yet simple,
Sure yet unsure,
Ordinary yet extraordinary,
Predictable in her unpredictability,

She is a paradox

And she is exhilarating.
Dashalynn Nov 2018
You were my first thought in the morning and my last thought before I fell asleep
Even when I thought my mind needed a break from you my dreams had other plans
You were my every beginning thought and end and almost every thought in between
But now you're a minds distant memory
Out from under the spell of you my thoughts can breathe
And as I lay myself to sleep tonight my mind is finally free
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