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Eliza Jun 2014
Not all the guys are like that, they say
How should I know?
I have trusted twice as much and I,
I have been hurt by doing so.

You will never fully understand
Until on my feet, you'll stand
The pain and agony I felt that day
When he just walked away.

I have lived in the shadows for far too long
and the brightness, I can't contain
I thought I was just being strong
When I kept on standing in the rain.

Roses, and letters, and chocolates on hand
Yet lies and bitterness all so grand
Fed up with fairytales, all I say
Is you'll never know how I felt that day.

I have never been scarred like this before
But never will I get hurt anymore
Not now, when t'is all just too late
Remember when you said,"I will wait"?

I doubt you'll still remember
The promises you confidently whispered
The memories embedded in my heart still
I just hope you'll understand how I feel.

With questions asked, I say no
When love stirs up, I say go
Just leave me here, on my own
I'm used to being left all alone.

I am a fool, I know you'll say
To see them all that way
But one would never understand
How I felt that day.
Eliza May 2014
Morn as I broke a glass at home
And thought,
"I should have known."
I fixed it fast, it did not last
Why is there a million shards for one broken glass?
One mistake and the world collapses before you like domino pieces. One broken glass and then you see a million shards.

There will be times wherein you'll find it hard to put it all back together. It's just hard but not impossible.

We all make mistakes. But folly is to the one who repeats it.
Eliza May 2014
I wish.. I hope.. I dream..

I wish
To evaporate
Into the books I have read
And movies I have watched
And to escape life
The healthiest and least sinful way possible.

I hope
To be understood
Accepted, forgiven, and loved
Though flawed
Who wouldn't want to be loved?

I dream
To write a book
Inspire
And cause happiness
To grow as a woman
Who not just sees
But sees through
Everything.
There's a difference.
Eliza May 2014
As a child
I used to stare up at the sky
Thinking,
"Is destiny real?
Or is it something that people made up?
Or perhaps just a figment of imagination?"
As a child
I have always believed
That somehow, somewhere
Someone's looking at the same sky as I am
Wondering if I exist
Or if I'm waiting
And whoever you are
I must tell you this
I am waiting.
I may not know you yet
But I'll be waiting
Even if it takes eternity.
Please spare me the negative feedback. I know it's not much. But it's genuine and original. I do not follow any kind of pattern or outline or such. Thanks for reading, though.
Eliza May 2014
Write me a poem
Of the wonders and awes
Of loving and being loved.
Write me a poem
Of hummingbirds
Of sirens and beating hearts.
Write me a poem
Of how the sun
Compliments my eyes
Write me a poem
Of how like the moon
I illuminate the night sky.

Don't write me a song
Don't write me a letter
Why are you being so obscure?
Write me a poem
Write me your answer
Don't leave me with an
Empty sheet of paper.
Now all's white
And all's black
I wrote you a poem
But you never wrote back.
Eliza May 2014
I saw you, you didn't see me
That's just how it goes
I will not be moping
Just shed a tear
Then I'm good to go.
Yet before I leave
Let me steal
One long final glance
Of the man I love
Have always loved
And will forever love.

Don't you think
It's quite unfair
What you did to me
You treated me
As if I'm special
Only to know
I'm not.
You wrote me a poem
I kept it
Not just in my mind
But in my heart.

It is when
You truly love
That all the songs
Make sense.
It is when
You truly love
That all the words I write
Begins.
Unrequited love. Oh how it stings.
Now is the time to let you go.
Now is the time to let me know.
How I don't deserve this.
At all.
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