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Lori Jan 2019
If someone asked me what love really was about, I'd close my eyes and think about how you remembered the silly fact that I dont like mushrooms and made sure that whenever we would go out to eat none would come near me. I'd remember how you looked at me from the other side of the room all nervous and cute with your eyes shining trying to avoid mine. I'd remember the fact that you knew I was sad even after me telling you i was fine. Id remember the fact that you gave me your jacket even though you were freezing to death. I'd remember the fact that you chose to share your food with me even after me saying that i wasn't really hungry. I'd remember how you cried when you found out that earth and distance was gonna seperate us. Id remember the fact that you were ready to give everything up just to be with me. Id remember how your hand fit so perfectly in mine and how your smile lit up the world and gave me such chills. And id remember how you came into my life with a silly smirk and a horrible jacket, but made me fall inlove with you over and over again
You're my embodiment of love
Lori Jan 2019
Love
A 1 syllable word
Commonly described as something you feel right in your heart, like a warm sensation, as if someone has held it.
Love
How do you know what it is
Where does it even come from
How can i know if its true
Love
Such a dillusion
A pathway to heartbreak
Love
A tangled up mess of every good feeling one could feel and horrible things no one would want to see
Love
A crazy, unstable, out of control yet beautiful rollercoaster
Love
An embodiment of the galaxy, full of beautiful stars but also destructive astroids
Love
Something I can't put into words, even though I'm really trying to
Love
Something that has destroyed me but built me back up again
Love
An inexplicable one syllable word
Love
What really is love
Lori Dec 2018
And every mark on our skin inevitably connects the dots between mankind and nature.
We are a part of nature
Lori Dec 2018
It broke my heart how loving you was a "taboo"
Lori Dec 2018
She was running in the open air as if flying in between the clouds. She felt the pressure be lifted off her shoulders as she closed her eyes and drowned in the momentous feeling. Every single inch of her body moved with the rythm of the stars. She danced with the stars and her hands were up high as if trying to catch one. She could feel her feet slowly rising as her body was drawn up by the inevitable powers above. Her hands now moving with the wind she rose to the sky and even further up. She traced the constellations with her fingers in shock as she took a deep breathe. She then exploded into an amazingly beautiful structure. She felt herself at that exact moment and when she opened her eyes, she could see the universe below her. She grabbed herself as she realised that she now was a star with colors streaming down her whole body. She was finally where she had dreamt of being her whole life and all the pain had faded away. After years of gazing out her window to the silver sky she finally was a part of it. She was a star but more importantly
She was finally free
Overall it was just a beautiful end
Lori Dec 2018
maybe I'm not poetic
And maybe I don't rhyme
Maybe I dont use big words
Or complicated styles
And maybe Im not enough
For you to accept
But i know that in my mind
There are words left unsaid
Thoughts left unheard
And lives ive never touched
So i take my old pen
And a piece of paper
And i write myself down
Bleed my emotions through pain
Make sense into scribbles
That carry more than one grasps
So again i say that maybe im not poetic
But i am indeed a poet
And I'll forever be a poet
Lori Dec 2018
I heard the scratching on the wall behind me and I fled scared for my life. Then I looked behind and only saw my reflection torn, hurt and broken, staring at me and asking me why I ran away from my own self, when I should have been the one to hold my broken pieces and make myself feel okay again.
I needed to feel okay again
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