These tears mean nothing to you,
Good.
Don't cry when I die.
When I make this desperate mistake,
I hope I continue to mean nothing to you.
Even when I'm finally dead,
Don't cry.
Don't make up lies saying you were always by my side.
Don't say sweet **** about me when you wouldn't even look me in the eyes.
Or have a conversation with me.
I meant nothing to you.
When I cried to you,
You didn't listen
When I tried to tell you,
You tossed me to the side.
So *******.
Don't cry.
Don't cry when I finally do it.

I hate the way you make me feel
You make me feel in a way I never felt before
No one captures my mind like you.
You are in full control of me
and I have no clue
I try to run
but I can never run too far
There is something in my heart that pulls me back to you.
You're always in my thoughts,
You're always on my mind.
I feel like I'm yours
like I belong to you
But how?
I don't know.
Was it your smile?
And the way it slowly crept up and it caused the sweet lines and creases around your eyes?
And how they lit up when you saw me?
That was 2 months ago
and I still think about it.
You're just being friendly and here I am falling in love with you.
Maybe I'm too young to understand love
but I think i know what some it is,
Cause when i look at you
I feel like
I finally have lived.
-K

You don't miss him,
You missed the way he made you feel.
The way he held your hand
To the way his lips touched yours,
You missed the car ride,
With the music turned up
Loud.
To the way his hand gripped your thigh,


That's what you missed.


Him looking at you with "those" eyes
And you giggling when he kissed you neck
To the way his breath hitched when you kissed his.
That's what you miss.

the closeness.


Looking in his eyes
And actually feeling alive,
Feeling what every woman wants to feel in her life,


Wanted.

You don't miss him
Well, you might,
But you miss feeling wanted.
Feeling high from every text.
To doing something you two shouldn't exactly done,
And waking up that next day still remembering it.
Walking in the mall together and getting those "oh they're a couple" stares.
To sitting his lap feeling his steady heartbeat.
You missed the 7 year friendship
That almost turned into a romance.

That's what you missed.

Taste it,
Ain’t it sweet?

Do you like the way it feels,
Or do you like the way it sounds?

Captivated by my flower,
I know what draws you.

I’m what draws you.

Closer and closer,
Like a moth to a flame.

It draws you,

It entices you,

It temps you.

It’s sweet

Sticky like honey
Sweet like sugar

I know,
You know,
You know that I know.

You want it,
You know that I know.

You want it.
I want it.

We both want this.

This flame is hot,
And this nectar is sweet.

Come taste it,

Be my honeybee.


I know you want it.

These open cuts lay open in remembrance of you.
Everything we had,
All that we did
All who we are, was-
and still is up to you.
You made a choice,
And picked your sacrifice.
You tossed me to the side-
As a new woman caught your eye.
Captivated by her beauty,
As if mine wasn't enough.
Constantly mystified by the twinkle in her eye-
As if mine wasn't worth the time.
You bruised me,
Your ignorance abuses me.
So these open cuts lay hollow,
And beg for your return.
Hoping one day you can heal them.
And ignite the fire that was never burned.

Pretend

Sometimes at night,
I pretend the pillow next to me is your body.
I pretend that it's you
And I lay next to it.
I pretend that the pillow mimics your shallow breathing,
That it is slightly rises like each breath that you take
And I pretend I hear your soft heartbeat in my ear,
Instead of the piercing silence that surrounds me.
Sometimes I pretend  your smooth hands wrap around me softly,
And that your body presses against mines.
Sometimes I pretend that you’re with me
That you wake up with me
That you kiss me
I’ll never understand why my heart chose you
And I’ll keep playing pretend
Cause we will never happen anyway.


-K

Your Eyes

Your eyes can pierce into my soul
And I would let it.
You can look at it all
Every inch
I know you won't be ashamed to see it
I know you'd pay to see it.
And I know the way I am feeling
When I look in your eyes
It seems like your hiding in plain sight
Whats behind those eyes?
Do they tell sweet lies?
Do they care?
Or do they stare?
What's behind those eyes?