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It is much better to move on
than to be stuck,
In the memories of a person
that you know died long ago.
Their skin is still intact,
Consciousness still wondering in the halls,
a place where you kept in mind
to never visit again.
No, they haven't decomposed
no funeral and aren't buried
but what killed them in your eyes
was the regret and anger  
they both caused and stirred
not knowing it'd be the last of you
theyll ever see again.
its better to move on from people that make you feel anything less than happy.
Its gonna be some time before you get your license,
But by then would you have forgotten,
The promise you made to me?
Asked me whether I had ever ridden a bike,
Which to no surprise i replied a plain no,
You knew I hadn't and you knew i knew you knew that too,
So nonchalant, you just spat out,
Well first thing after I get my licence,
Imma  get a bike and I'll take you on a ride,
That's the moment I realize,
stomach is really a place where you'll find butterflies,
I'll grow old, you'll do too,
Maybe you'll forget,
But I'll never do,
The forgotten promise that'll never come true.
It's really what happened. Ik shell never read this poem here. But dude if by any chance you are reading this. I hope this promise wont be abandoned.
Can I give you a pet name,
If so can I call you mine?
Oh wait. I forgot You hate it.
You only hold me when no ones looking.
I bet you could hear my heart race,
When your fingers and mine, they interlace,
And then you smile at me,
God stop, you can make me forget own name.
You want me.
But i want you too
Maybe it's time I finally end this cuz..
If you are not mine how can I be yours?
It is not who she is that is my loss,
But who she was that I miss,
The memories of the same person I yearn for,
No longer a part of the person stuck in my head,
Her hair and hands they smelled so good,
She reminds me of sun light reflected by gold,
Butterflies, honey and a future that'll never come true.
I know you like sun kissed photos,
Well you are one in real life,
You say you look like chocolate ice cream,
But I think you shine like gold so bright,
And I'm not even lying,
Its been two years since I realized,
That glitter sparkles much better when it's on you,
And it's been two years since I realized,
That you are the pretties girl I met in my life.
I wrote it when I still liked my ex-crush.

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