I can't think about anything but you.

I'm scared of having my own children.
All the what if's running through my head,
What if I forget them?
What if I say the wrong things?
What if they don't love me as much as I love them?
They would be my world and I can't mess up in this part of my life.

It's like all my feelings just hit me at once and your picture flashes in my mind. Suddenly tears stream down my face and all I could think to say is, "I'll eventually be okay."

Love isn't real, violets aren't blue, and roses die anyway.

It's crazy what I'd do for a friend like you
I keep on trying to let you go
I didn't cry when you left at first
Nobody hurts me like you do

She's gone
you lost her
she imagined her life without you
and for the first time
she was okay with it.

We are too young to regret bigs things.
I guess that's why I didn't feel guilty at first.
But now every time I look at you it's like I can't breathe,
Without it feeling like I let you down.

I like you when youre honest and wearing red lipstick.

Her eyes say to 'stay' but her lips said 'goodbye'

I'm in love with you

From head to toe
From ear to ear
From sky to sky
and from the bottom of my heart

I Love You

I have been trying to do it right,
I have been trying to bleed out the wrongs,
I don't know where it all went bad,
But I know I am after what it might have been.

I lie because I think it's beautiful to
bend,
fold,
envelop,
loop,
circle,
and mend the truth.

I figured out today that maybe I'm not as cold-hearted and loveless as I show the world.

We feel so wrong, and not in the way that it makes me want you more. But I'd rather save you a heartbreak then save myself all this sadness.

I love you. The end.

Please let me go,
Pack up your things,
Buy a ticket anywhere,
And say you won't come back.

I'm done with this drunk love,
I'm done with the insecurities of it,
I'm done with the day late text messages,
I'm done trying to shape myself to be your other half.

I feel heartbroken,
You bruised my thoughts on soulmates,
I feel used and terrified,
You are the reason I can't trust anymore,
I feel exhausted and It's time to just let go.

You know when your little and your parent tells you to never lie or you'll be in big trouble. Well when you grow up you learn that some lies are fun to tell, some lies hurt others but save you, and other lies, the worst lies, are the ones that you never see coming.

A white lie,
"No, I didn't see him around here," I told him.

A saving lie,
"I don't love anyone," I told him.

The worst lie,
"I don't love him anymore," I told him.

It hurts a little less every day, tho I still can't look at you without thinking about how much you hurt me without knowing.
You're still with her.
And I'm still with him.
My feelings haven't changed but you have and I have to move on.
Even if some nights I still cry myself to sleep.

Love for me was waking up tangled in your arms,
it was the butterflies I got when I heard your name, love was when my heart skipped a beat when you smiled at me, it was listening to the rhythm of your heart and loving the way it made me fall asleep thinking we would be together forever.  

Love for you was making me believe I needed you for everything, it was leaving bruises on my body and calling them love marks, it was watching as I scarred myself and letting me blame myself.

But in the end I don't think it wasn't our different views on love that broke us apart. It was the fact that I believed I was strong enough to take the hit for both of us. I failed and the price I had to pay was you leaving me.
-M.G

We weren't going to make it
I knew the ending
You and that girl
Never really felt bad about it
She doesn't know
Our energy felt like magnets

Tell me something that will make me stop loving you.
Although at this point you could destroy me and I'd still cry because you didn't kiss me before killing me.

I don't know how you managed to break my heart in three days but you did it. And now it hurts to look at you, my heart ******* hurts.

I don't think I understood how I loved you until everything I did was based on how I could make you happy. I can't tell if that's a destructive part of me or the part that doesn't want to lose something that's so good for my soul.

I give myself to everyone I met.
I think, "maybe that way you can forget yourself."
I give myself away in tiny little pieces.
I believe, "maybe no one will know the real whole me."
I give myself away to anyone and everyone.
I start to regret, "maybe I gave you a bigger piece."
I give myself away to have hope in someone.
I start to realize, "You only ever just wanted to say you had a piece of me"

I've never liked the number 13, So that's what I called you.
Hoping one day I would have to much rage against the number and it would ooze into my feelings towards you.

Yet, here I am, falling into pieces for you and wanting you to say more.
I want you to say,
"It's always been you," with a knowing smile.
"I want you to be my soulmate," your smile growing wider.
and most importantly,
"I love you and I think we should be more than friends."

The number 13 is such a strange number, I never tolerated it,
And now I can't seem to feel a warmth bond with that number.

I didn't learn how to write poetry,
I simply learned to pick up a piece of paper,
Bring out my emotions to feel them out,
Pick up a pen and draw out words with different meanings in them.

I bet I'm a pain in the *** to date.

I can't say what I feel
I don't love without feeling judged
And I won't ever admit that maybe I like being loved more.

I bet I'm your favorite pain.

I’ve always believed roses looked their best the day before they died. It’s like they are taking their last breath, as they stretch out their petals for one last day.

Breathing in,

Breathing out.

I met someone, and it hurts a little less. He's not you but you love her and I need to let go of this dream of kissing you.

3 a.m.
"Can I ask you something?"-Me
"Go for it"-Him
"Stay with me a while?"-Me
"Always and forever"- Him
So we sat as close as we could,
with cigarettes on our lips,
and love in our hearts.

I think its stupid
how people don't even try to get the person they want
I think its stupid
how they don't say anything and just stand there
I think its stupid
how you stay there silently regretting every second you don't get to call them yours
I think that's why I decided to make the first move, I couldn't stand the thought of not calling you mine when I wanted to.
-M.G.

The feeling of a cool breeze
and warm sunlight on your skin
takes me to outer space

The feeling of letting your body
to freely sway against the rhythm
of a spiritual song

The feeling of pride and eagerness
when grasping new information
just for pleasure

This is what I feel should turn people on,
Turning them on to strive for more than what they deserve.

Why is it that that every time I try to write a poem my first thought is to write it about you.

There is nothing as pretty as your lips on a cigarette
My hand running through your hair
And the stars in the sky.

You were there when I fell

You were there when I flew

You were there standing by my side

You were there holding me

You were there to love me

-The trick is this poem was meant to be read from top to bottom but ever since you left I've been reading it from bottom to top. I guess the bittersweet memories you forgot to take will always be there for me.