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And like a kid clumsily sneaking through the house in the dark,
you awakened all of my senses,
turned on every light of my heart,
making messes all along your path.
I'm turning the lights off
And cleaning up after you
It's a slow process
But I swear the lights
Keep coming back on
I trace your name on my collar bone,
It feels good on my skin.
Craving you this badly,
Will be my lifelong sin.
It feels so good
To hurt this bad
Too much talking
Too much noise
Too much kissing
Too much touching
Too much laughing
Too much crying
Too much fighting
Too much typing
Too much calling
Too much singing
You were never too much for me
This silence is though
And still I look back
On the bad days
The ones with the fights
And the yelling
Cant forget the tears

And still I look back
On the good days
The ones with the love
And the affection
Can't forget the feeling

And still I look back
Before I met you
And my heart wasn't broken
Can't forget how you changed me

And still I look back
But do you?
Do you think a brace would force me to live in the present?
I want you to love me
In only my way
Your words sound so sweet
But just do as I say

I'm begging you to hold me
Keep up the persistence
I crave your comfort
But remain at a distance
Why am I like this?
When I close my eyes tightly,
And I do this nightly,
I can hear your voice.
You speak to me softly,
And I think ungodly,
Now I can feel your presence.
A touch I'll never know,
You already let me go,
Doesn't mean I don't miss you.
I wish I didn't
Because you don't
I wasn't meant to love you, no I don't believe in fate. But here I am anyway, convincing myself it wasn't great.
I'm failing, you know, to see you in any other light, I just lay here wishing we could've had one more night.
Your voice was always soothing, and coaxed words out of me unsaid, and now I'm left here desperately trying to pull you from my head.
Your touch I never felt, but my skin will swear I did, your soul reached out to hug me while mine ran and hid.
You don't do second chances, and I never win on the first try, your words are always cold now and all I do is cry.Β Β 
My heart breaks that we got here, even though it's my fault, and as I erase our memories, there are a few I'll store in my vault
I think this is goodbye my sweet boy
π—Œπ—π–Ύ'π—Œ 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾,
π—Œπ—ˆ π–Ώπ—…π–Ίπ—†π–»π—ˆπ—’π–Ίπ—‡π—
𝖺 π—‡π–Ύπ—ˆπ—‡ π—‹π–Ίπ—‚π—‡π–»π—ˆπ—,
π—Œπ—π–Ύ π—π–Ίπ—Œ
𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒;π–»π—Žπ–»π–»π—…π—’
𝖻𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒
π—‚π—‡π—Œπ—ˆπ—Žπ–Όπ—‚π–Ίπ—‡π—;
𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝗅𝖾𝖾
𝖺 π—‹π—‚π—ˆπ— π—ˆπ–Ώ π–Όπ—ˆπ—…π—ˆπ—Žπ—‹π—Œ
hey rosy cheeks,
miss being youπŸ₯Ί
And over time,
My pen stopped bleeding
But my heart didn't
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