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I am the listener
Of this broken radio
The one that only
Produces silence

There's nothing coming
Through my speakers
Besides that quiet hum
That happens when
There's nothing but

Radio Silence

That's what I'm getting right now
I deserve this

Radio Silence

Since Maybe listening to my thoughts
Is similar to standing in a snow storm Had it not blowing the
Antenna off the roof
Threw a car three blocks down Maybe someone would like the snow

Radio Silence

Forgive me for I am the snowstorm
And it's affecting my heart in a way it
Shouldn't be because now
I'm the one that has
To listen to this

Radio Silence

It's all I can hear now
I wonder if I'll ever hear
Anything else besides the quiet Buzzing that is coming
Through my speakers

Radio Silence
Simply put
I'm sorry

I don't want
You to change
Who you are

I just wanted
You too pick
Me

But that won't
Ever happen.

I'm sorry
Maybe one day
You'll forgive me
And I won't
Be a smothering
Snowstorm
The pressure was to much?

All I wanted was to love you

I didn't want you to change

I loved both the best and worst parts of you

I didn't expect you to be anything but

Who you are

The pressure was to much?

I don't know what you thought

That I wanted because

All I wanted was you

Though I guess that was all to much
There's a new
Girl that your into
I worry for her
Because I know that
You'll let her get attached
And you'll promise her your heart
But you'll still be writing poetry about me

I wonder why you
Think of me so often
When we both know
That you're trying to
Win the heart of another

Are we destined to
Write passive aggressive
Love poems to each
Other forever?
I wonder...
I once thought that
You were my
Guardian angel
An angel meant to protect me

But maybe I was yours
Instead of you being mine
Your beautiful angel
Someone who truly cared for you

Which is true my dear?
Are you my angel
Or am I yours?

I hope neither of us get hurt this time
But I guess we'll see won't we?
I fly on borrowed wings
I stole from an angel
But now you call me yours
your guardian angel


I'm not sure what to think about that
because I thought you were mine
my beautiful angel
someone who cares

so which is true then love?
Are you my guardian
or am I yours?

I guess we'll see who gets hurt this time
won't we?
If my love were a light,
there would be no dark
                                                            ­                           Until infinity ends
If my love were a wall,
it would be unbroken, unmovable,
and forever standing
                                                        ­                            From heaven to hell
If my love were a history,
it would be unknowable & beyond
understanding
                                            ­                                   To the moon and back
If my love were a song,
it would be a perfect masterpiece,
only played for you
                                                            B­ecause nothing else matters    
And it's all about us.


Y̶o̶u̶ ̶w̶r̶o̶t̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶p̶o̶e̶m̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶l̶o̶n̶g̶ ̶a̶g̶o̶ ̶I̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶g̶o̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶I̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶i̶t̶.̶ ̶R̶e̶a̶d̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶n̶o̶w̶ ̶r̶e̶m̶i̶n̶d̶s̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶g̶o̶o̶d̶ ̶t̶i̶m̶e̶s̶ ̶w̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶g̶e̶t̶h̶e̶r̶.̶ ̶I̶'̶m̶ ̶s̶o̶r̶r̶y̶ ̶d̶e̶a̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶I̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶m̶o̶r̶e̶.̶ ̶B̶u̶t̶ ̶n̶o̶w̶ ̶m̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶n̶e̶w̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶s̶ ̶w̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶a̶l̶l̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶y̶s̶ ̶I̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶.̶
A poem written for the girl I used to be, one who loved a boy more than she loved herself.
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