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  Nov 2015 Meggghanq1
Victoria Jennings
I cried when our eyes last met
Because I knew
Somehow
Despite all our efforts
Despite our love
We would fail.
  Nov 2015 Meggghanq1
Victoria Jennings
I miss you
The cuddles
The video games

You hooked me on cherries and jerky
But I don't really eat that stuff anymore

It makes me miss the night when we stayed up
Playing video games
Watching Tv
And stuffing our faces
With cherries and kettle corn

I miss you
Your kiss
Your hug
Your eyes

I miss the moments
In-between all the wrong ones
Because they were perfect.
  Nov 2015 Meggghanq1
Caitie
what have you done to me.
i let you undress me with your eyes,
slowly and reassuringly.
and then aggressively with your hands,
undoing the buttons on my shirt
and unzipping my jeans
nearly ripping the fabric right from under me.

pulling me across the bed
breathing heavily into my ear,
i'm remembering why
i ever called you mine in the first place.
we decorated these walls with our fingerprints
and they remain as memories of every time we've touched.

now why you?
is it your scent, is it your skin?
the way the marks you leave on my stomach
feel like you every time i touch them?
its you that i want, its you that keeps me here
when i should be with whom i claim to love.

when you were mine,
it was a perfect dream,
we ran through the war with not a scratch
not a dent in our skin.
we got out of the mess,
accompanying each other through the storm.

I should have let you sit in the driveway,
I should have never let you walk through the front door.
Why couldn't you have left me alone in this room
without your taunting glares
begging for the affection i crave so much.

I swore i wouldn't do this.
I swore i wouldn't kiss your neck again,
i swore i wouldn't make you want me.

but I gave in.
so here you are
once again.
you're lying on my bed,
and i'm on top of you.
  Nov 2015 Meggghanq1
IvyB Xx
"How Are You?"
BROKEN.USELESS.ALONE.
CLUELESS.FUSED.
BETRAYED.FRAGILE.DEPR­ESSED.
ANXIOUS.
PATHETIC.DEFEATED.NEVER GOOD ENOUGH.
BITTER.CRUSHED.NOTHING.

"Fine"
Ivy Botticelli
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