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I swear if I had the chance to be in her body with her head maybe I'd be happy. this comparison is not healthy for me but if I just had her curves and naturally beautiful singing voice then maybe I'd like myself. why can't I be like her. I envy her long blonde hair. I envy being looked at like I'm worth something outside of when one's in the mood to look at me even if for sake of vanity. I envy constant affection. please send me a gm text please. I want to mean something to you . I want to see what you say. that would be so nice
yellow is a color of happiness.

yellow is when she tells you she loves you

it's when you ask her to marry you

it's when she tells you she's expecting

it's holding your little girl for the first time.

yellow is when your little girl brings her first friend over

when she goes to her first school dance

when she gets her first A on a test

When she gets first chair in band

When she walks across that stage to get the piece of paper that helps decide her fate in life

When she gets accepted into her dream college

Yellow is the color of happiness

Sometimes its brighter than others

But its still there

Still yellow

Still happy
He told me,
"You are a
coincidence
that looks like
destiny."

I told him,
"You are a
déjà vu
that looks like a
memory."

They told us,
"You are a
dream
that looked like
reality."
The quoted lines in the first stanza are the lyrics of one of my favorite songs, "First Time," by DAY6.

I have frequent déjà vus, which i always mistake for memories which are mine or i've been through. reality can get so confusing sometimes.

(j.m.)
i don't regret
anything
i have done with you
but rather
i regret
everything
i have never done with you
because
my memories of you
are not made up
of what-had-been's
but of
what-could-have-been's
(j.m.)
 Jun 2018 Thicket of Thoughts
nim
i'd like to tell you
that i'm fine
but I'm
too torn apart
to talk
i'm not heartbroken
just a little heart-sprained

i'm not sad
just don't have the happiness i once claimed

i'm not angry
just not as understanding anymore

i'm not bitter
just not as sweet as i was before

i know that with bones, a clean break
is usually better than a sprain

so i just hope

that a heartbreak
isn't better

than a heart-sprain
time will tell
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