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8.5k · Jul 2014
Mountain Dew
AB Jul 2014
It's energy in the morning
Energy at night.
Getting me through work.
Always by my side
Doesn't speak, doesn't
Judge my actions.
Simply there always.

Unless I don't have money to buy it.

I could say it's like alcohol
But more addictive.
"I can stop anytime" I say
But that's untrue
It's my friend
In the simple green and red can.

Only one other knows my obsession
We share it
And that is why we remain friends.
I usually write somewhat sad or forlorn love poems and I wanted to try my hand at something a little more altruistic
7.5k · Jul 2014
Thunderstorm
AB Jul 2014
On this night
The king-god Zeus does battle
With the titans of old.
The sky is livened
By his hurled bolts of lightening.
Their targets simply
Unseen to the mortal eye.

The calm is shattered
By the clash of thunderbolt
On stone and molten rock.
Our protector, he remains.
Though many have forgotten him
To myth, legend, and lore
We have forgotten the safety
That his lightning strikes provide.

On sunny days
Cloudless nights
We are allowed to forget his ways.
But on this night
In these dark and stormy hours,
The true believers remember.
That Zeus has watched over us
For millennia. Battling an unseen
War, waged in the tales of old
But carried out before our eyes.

We must recall that he,
The one King-God, Zeus, has
Watched over us dutifully since time
Before time before memory.
He has kept us safe
From the titans of old.
And the lightening strikes
Remind us of stories untold
5.3k · Jun 2015
Wednesday (Four Lines)
2.9k · Jul 2016
Day Off
AB Jul 2016
I will not adult today,
I will go out and play,
To my Pokemon and Legos I will say,
"It is for building and battles I deem this day."

Outside in the wind my hair will sway
And stress will not, my nerves, fray.

I will not adult today,
Imaginary monsters will I slay.
A pile of candy I will have on a tray,
Only blue skies I see, no clouds of grey.

For peace of mind I need not pray,
Today is mine and mine to do as I may.

What's that? The phone rings in my way,
It's my boss, he has something to say...
Off to work I go, I guess I will adult today.
Tomorrow I promise to do nothing but play.
My day off got canceled. But that's okay I suppose
2.9k · Feb 2016
Bottom Lip
AB Feb 2016
You bite your bottom lip,
Do you realize that?
When you're mad.
When you're thinking.
When you're concentrating.

You bite your bottom lip;
And I fall in love with you a little more each time.
2.5k · Apr 2016
Walt Disney World
AB Apr 2016
Excitement
     (stressed parents)
Endless fun to have
     (bickering couples)
Days of joy and laughter
     (screaming children)
It's the happiest place on earth
     (you'll slowly miss being home)
We've spent this week at Disney. My first time and it's been incredible. But there are downsides as with everything
2.0k · Apr 2016
Airport
AB Apr 2016
Hellos, goodbyes,
Tears, smiles, regrets.
Families going together
And some breaking apart.
The planes come
And go
       and so do the people
It's a place we all have been to
But only a few of us truly know it
Back from vacation and waiting in the terminal
1.9k · Aug 2015
Three Stages of Heartbreak
AB Aug 2015
It starts with horrible sadness.
The heart wrenching feeling that nothing will be good again.
You become hopeless.

Then you get angry.
Not just mad,
But totally irate.
"Why would he do that?"
"How could she do this to me?"
It's the time of:
"I don't deserve to be treated like this"
And here we lash out at that person.
We take or anger out on them.

Then there is acceptance.
No longer do we want that person back.
No longer do we blame them.
No longer do we feel the need for answers.
Here, hopefully we find peace.

Each stage is horrible.
Each stage breaks you down slightly,
But builds you up a little more.
They're all necessary.
Remember that.
"Trying everyday to get over it"
1.7k · Nov 2017
Sometimes...
AB Nov 2017
I find myself doing the things you used to do.
The way you'd bite your lip when you were thinking.
The way you'd put your hands together
During a scary movie.

I find myself mimicking the little things
That I loved about you.
And it breaks my heart to feel this;
That I can't get you out of my head.

Your actions, your smile, your voice:
They're imprinted in my brain.
You became a part of me
And I think that's what made it hurt so much
When you left and took that part of me
With you, away from me.

Everybody tells me
"Just get over it"
"Move on"
"It was just a stupid summer crush"

But you were everything to me
And I don't think I'll ever be able to feel that again.
I steeled my heart and closed off my mind.

I'll never let anyone in like that again.
Never.

But sometimes... I want to
Some people you just don't get over. I don't care what others say. There's some love that stays with you despite the hurt or the time that passes.
1.4k · Nov 2015
Ce Soir
AB Nov 2015
Tonight, the monument's lights are darkened.
Tonight, the celebrations are put off.
Tonight, we gather together to mourn the lost.
Those we've lost are not ever forgotten.

Tonight, we stand with our oldest ally.
One world, one love, one night.
Some, who would use violence, try to tear us apart.
They fail to realize that only brings us together.
For tonight, we are not citizens of separate countries,
we are people.

The night may be dark
The shots have echoed through the streets
The explosions forever changing a city we all know so well.
But, that will not take our humanity.
That will not tear us apart.

Tonight we stand together as one people.
For those who have spent the night in fear,
We stand ready to fight for you at all costs.
For you, Paris, tonight we stand together.
1.2k · Nov 2016
Blind
AB Nov 2016
When you look back on it, you think:
"Those were the good times"
"She was the best for me"
"I've never been so in love"

But we're all blind.
Blind to the fights,
Blind to the tears and curses,
Blind to the way we felt
In the worst times.

Our minds hold on to the good memories,
In our minds we see only the smiles and laughs
The trips and days spent rolling in bed.
We blind ourselves to the way
Things really went--and why they ended.
We're all blind to the bad
When we want the good times back.
We're all blind to someone who hurt us.
1.2k · Jan 2016
Birthday
AB Jan 2016
Today isn't my birthday;
But it is yours.

I used to love this day.
Just touching the start of the year,
Another day to celebrate.
Planning for months in advance.
Making sure every detail is in place,
Every "i" dotted and "t" crossed.

But now,
Now it's just another day.
It used to be one of my favorites.
And now I have to pretend it's another day.
But it's not.
It's your birthday.

I guess now I realize I was
Trying to make today memorable,
So that you wouldn't forget me.
But that didn't work.
I wish it had.

Happy birthday.
I'm so sorry.
Not my favorite day anymore. Someday hopefully today will be important to me for another reason and I'll forget about how much it hurts right now
1.2k · May 2017
Words and Thoughts
AB May 2017
I tell you the words you want to hear,
I think things that no one else should have
to think


Today I feel great
Today is another day I just don't want to do this
anymore


I'm living my life the way I want
I've made too many mistakes to ever get the
life that I want


She loves me
No one could love me
I'm just too broken


I'm doing better
Than I ever have
I don't see the difference,
I don't see myself


I matter
*To no one
I had this idea to do an interior and exterior monologue. Still a work in progress
1.1k · Apr 2016
Happy
AB Apr 2016
I made a choice today,
To no longer hold on to memories of you.
I made a choice today,
To no longer let thoughts of you hold me back.
I made a choice today,
To take back my life from regrets about you.

I made my choice today,
To move on,
To be happy.
I've finally learned that happiness is something you have to choose to be. You have to make the conscientious choice to be happy
1.1k · Mar 2016
Trump
AB Mar 2016
Poor little Donny.
Long ago all he had
Was his overlarge, pumpkin-shaped head,
His tiny baby hands,
And a small loan of a million dollars.

He struck out for himself,
With only that million dollars to his name.
And he became a success...
And then went bankrupt,
And then found success again,
And then bankruptcy,
And finally more success.

He bought himself a wife,
Made himself a daughter he wants to date,
And put in a run for president.

Now he stands atop a pedestal,
Spewing forth hate-filled words,
Xenophobic and mono-syllabic.
His white washed fans, bowing before their Fuhrer.

Our best and brightest spend their days decrying his actions,
Our true leaders point out his massive ineptitudes,
Our comedians creating thoroughly researched,
20 minute rants about this tiny-handed, pumpkin man.
The other leaders of the world stand baffled by Donny's popularity.

But still his stands behind his podium,
With his red hat,
Waving his baby hands and blubbering about his
"Great brain. The best brain."
And the
"Fantastic wall. The great wall. A Trump wall."

And so the question becomes,
What will this tyrannical child do
When his presidential aspirations are destroyed?
For he lacks the support of any minority group,
Any women's group,
And any level-headed person.

The answer is simple:
He will sue, or at least threaten to do so.
He will rant and rave like the lunatic that he is.
His racist followers will do the same.
But their blabbering will be lost in the words of the intelligent.

Or at least we hope that will be the outcome.
Why, oh why, little handed Donny,
Must you spew such hatred and xenophobia?
Why can you not return to your tower of gold,
With your expensed wife, and bobble sized pumpkin head?

Please leave us be.
Just my take on this whole Trumpscapade
1.1k · May 2015
Late Night
AB May 2015
Windows show only crowded darkness.
Face lit with artificial light.
Keyboard clicks maddeningly in time.
A million thoughts
A thousand reasons
A hundred unanswered questions.

Who to blame for this night?
Was it me?
Was it you?
I don't really know,
I only know that I can't sleep
And I don't know where you are.

It's another late night.
Another hour passed, a minute gone, a day lost.
Without ever knowing why.
And in the Darkened window mirror, I see your face
next to mine.

And I wonder why.
Forever, asking why.
It ended long ago and I still do not know why
1.1k · Jul 2016
I Smiled
AB Jul 2016
I hope you think of me
When it's late at night.
I hope you remember the way I smiled
When you said "I can't do this anymore."
I hope you think of me
And wonder why I smiled then.

I smiled because I knew,
I knew I loved you even if
You couldn't love me.
I smiled because
You were breaking my heart,
And I didn't know what else to do.

I hope you think of me and you realize,
I smiled every day for you.
Even when I hid my tortured life
From you.
I smiled so you would be happy.
I smiled so you wouldn't worry.
I smiled so you would know my face.

And I smiled then,
Because it's what I always knew how to do
When everything fell apart.
When people pop back up in your life after they've hurt you; they rarely want what's best for you. They come back because they know you will always be there. Remember to smile as you turn them away.
1.0k · Jun 2017
Before I Sleep
AB Jun 2017
I question everything I
Did that day.

I go back over everything I
Said to anyone else.

I return to all the insecurities
And worries that I've had so long.

Before I sleep I start to wonder
Do I even know
Who I am?
Seems like words are the only thing that helps
932 · Jan 2016
Silence in Snowfall
AB Jan 2016
The snows drifts lazily by,
Falling, flying, soundless.
Working on nights with
Only the snow for company.
913 · Feb 2016
Blue Eyes
AB Feb 2016
A clear, endless, Mediterranean Sea;
A sun filled, vast, cloudless sky;
A brilliant, flawless diamond.

All these things, your eyes could be,
But they're not. They're your eyes.
Shining, wondering, flirting,
Blue eyes.

Looking at me, your eyes seem to shine.
Of all the things I love about you,
Your eyes I love the most.
906 · Aug 2015
Memories (Five Lines)
AB Aug 2015
We hold onto memories
Of the people we knew.
We can't hold onto people.
They change.
Memories are always the same.
877 · May 2016
Special
AB May 2016
It's horrible to realize you're
No different than any one before or after,
For the one you loved.
It's awful to see them
Treat someone else the same way
They treated you.
It's disheartening and heartwrenching
To see them brag about the new person
In their life
The way they bragged about you.

It's terrifying and it hurts so much
For them to show you you're not special
In their heart.
Love is a very finicky thing
830 · Sep 2016
If I,
AB Sep 2016
I've always wondered what my life
Would have been like.

I've always wondered how
Things would be different.

I've put a lot of stock in love stories.
In the way things are supposed to go.

I think that's kinda silly now.
I think it's a bit childish.
I think it's dreaming for the sake of the dream.
And I shouldn't live like that.

If I,
Could have lived in the moment
Given you everything I knew how to give
Don't everything I knew how to do
Tried to be the best for you
If I,
had done all those things

It wouldn't have mattered--you didn't love me.

If I had known that,
Things would have been better
Sometimes I really wonder how things would (or could) have been different. But honestly I think I'm happy in the now. Or at least I want to be
813 · Jan 2016
This Is The Way
AB Jan 2016
You want it to be.

Where you're there, living your life
And I'm stuck here; broken.
You made those choices
To cut me out.
And now, this is the way it is.

You used to say:
"I'll never leave."
"I promise this is forever."
"You're perfect to me."

But you lied.

Or maybe,
That's just the way it was
When you said those things.
Because I know
That things change.
Life gets in the way.

But this is the way you want it to be.

I trusted those things you said.
I believed every word.
I know that I am not perfect.
But you gave me hope that maybe i just didn't see the best parts
of myself.

All I could see: the way you looked at me.
All I could hear: the sound of your voice when you said
"I'll love you forever."
All I could feel was your hand holding mine at night.
All I could taste: your lips on mine.
All I wanted: you to never leave me.

But this is the way
It has to be now.
With you there, living your life
And me sallow and broken, in mine.
Not having the best night, reliving old wounds and broken promises. Tomorrow will always be better; at least that's what I tell myself
787 · Aug 2014
You
AB Aug 2014
You
I need you
That's how it is.
I need your smile
The way it is when you look at me.
As of I, somehow, am incapable
Of doing any wrong.
I need your kiss
Softly on my lips.

I

Need your eyes.
The bluest I've ever seen
A thousand worlds spin in the blue sea
And I'm the center of them.
This feeling
I need it

I

Need you whispering "I love you"
Because I know you mean it
Like no one ever has.
I know you mean those words
With every ounce of your being.
And that

That....

I've never had that.
Please don't ever leave me.
I know I'm no where near perfect.
But I love you so much.
Can that be enough?
My love for you.
To see us through
All the bad and good
Forever?

I need/want/have/desire/love you
I'm tored and she isn't answering my texts. I worry too much
785 · Apr 2017
Me
AB Apr 2017
Me
These days
I don't know
Who I am
Anymore.
Keep trying To make changes and life keeps pushing back
782 · Mar 2017
I Want To Write
AB Mar 2017
I have stories in my head.
I have feelings in my heart.
I have songs in my mouth.
But the words don't flow.

I want to write of adventure.
I want to sing of good times.
I want to express how much I love you.
But my mind forms these thoughts too slow.

I want to tell the stories of heroes I've dreamed up.
I want to compose ballads that stick in people's heads.
I want to write of love and life as I've experienced them.
But as I grasp for the words, from my hand they go.

I want to write. I should start today.
But here, in this moment, I don't know what to say.
It's always a struggle to make myself write and to put my thoughts to paper
782 · Feb 2016
Stillness
AB Feb 2016
The sun hides in this place
The grey clouds hamper it's light.

Here the stones rest,
Long straight rows, emblazoned with names.

A sergeant here, a corporal there.
The rank no longer matters.

In battle they were brothers,
In death their stones share space.

The snow crunches underfoot moving through
The mass, a solitary crow stands sentinel.

Ever watchful, ever present,
We mourn, we respect, we love.

Men and women, they gave their lives for us.
For our sons and daughters to know better
Futures.
Visited Arlington recently and I was just awestruck by it. Tried to capture it's beauty and the reverence I have for that place in this poem
780 · Jun 2015
Good Days / Bad Nights
AB Jun 2015
Wake up loving life,
smile at the sun coming through the window.
Pull out the pans
fry up the eggs
spread butter, sprinkle cinnamon on toast
bacon crackling in the pan.
Morning tv,
movie and pasta for lunch
nap in the afternoon.

Its a good day.

Meat burning in the oven
sauce overcooked
dinner ruined.
Sit down with leftovers from lunch
start to think.

What did I do wrong?
What is wrong with me?
What will make this better?

It comes like an onslaught
the horrible thoughts, the degrading feelings, the self hate.
Questioning every choice ever made
every word ever spoken
every action ever taken.
Start to wonder (for the millionth time)
if its worth it.
Is this all worth it?

Life has to be worth it.
But its a bad night... I just don't know.
Not really in the best state of mind tonight
759 · Jul 2014
Why You Gotta Be So Rude?
AB Jul 2014
"Gonna marry that girl"
Are you?
"Marry her anyway"
Just for spite?

Do we think about these things?
About how it would be.
We'd all love that life
Married, 2 1/2 kids, white picket fence,
But is it attainable?

I think maybe it's not.
Maybe it's just one of those things.
It's better to dream about
Than to have.
Don't you know?
Life isn't that simple.

It's all ending and beginnings
But that's not anything we want.
We all want the forever
The always
But that's not real.

Real is ****** up.
Real is over and done.
Real is endings.
Real is tears and heartbreak.
Real is never what we dream of.

But there are high points.
There are smiles
There are joys
There are the in between moments.
There are high points.

There's love.
And that's what matters
757 · Jan 2016
I Feel Sick
AB Jan 2016
I hate this feeling.
Like you're slowly distancing yourself
From me.

I hate this feeling.
Like all we have is slowly
Falling apart.

I hate this feeling.
Like everything you say to me
Is untrue.
751 · Jul 2014
What Do I Know
AB Jul 2014
About this?
This insane thing they call love.

I've been in love
Sure.
But do I know love?
Maybe.
All I want really is
To be happy.
And maybe I don't know that
Either.

I've lived every day
Faked a smile
Laughed falsely
Cried truly
And begged for forgiveness.

Honestly I'm pretty lost in
This thing we call life
But really what I know about life
Is as much as I know about love.

So then
what do I know about anything?
728 · Jan 2016
Morning
AB Jan 2016
No sun shine today.
Grey and dull
And cold.

A light snow,
A single bird,
This place is frozen in time.
Winter has finally hit us.

So long, we've hidden in warm weather,
Now free of those constraints.
The cold brings us out of hiding.
To roam the world again.
Winter things we are.

Morning brings us forth to you.
I had this weird idea of some kind of winter monsters that can only come forth in very low temps. Where I live we've had unseasonably warm weather; this morning the temp is 5 degrees.
725 · Feb 2017
Without You
AB Feb 2017
Without you:
I wouldn't know when the tv is too loud.
I would know when the milk has gone bad.
I wouldn't know when I need a haircut.
I wouldn't remember doctors appointments.
I wouldn't know when I'm driving too fast.

You nag me a lot,
But I love you more because of it. And
Without you
I wouldn't know I am loved
Just something interesting I was thinking this morning
725 · Mar 2016
Dark Before the Morning
AB Mar 2016
It's called "Midnight Blue"
But it's 6am.
Dawn is coming, but it's marked by
Deep, almost disturbing, blue
Filling the sky around us.
The Stars lay hidden in it,
The moon falls asleep underneath it,
The day will break soon,
But for now, it's midnight blue.
Mornings are my favorite
710 · Feb 2015
I can't
AB Feb 2015
I want to be alone
I want to be sad
I want to think of the past
I want to mourn what I've lost.
I want to remember the friends I had
I want to think of the people I knew
So well
I want to sit and think and not face
Another tomorrow.

The point here
Is that life always goes on.
It leaves you in the dust
Sobbing and thinking of loss
Holding on to small things
Remembering cute smiles
And loving eyes
And whispered feelings
And heart break.  

Life cares about none of that.
It simply doesn't matter in the
Grand scheme of things.

So what we must see is this:

You can hide in the night.
Cry your loss to the darkness.
Ask the moon and stars for solace.
But in the end
No matter how hard you've cried,
No matter how many horrible thing you've thought,
The sun comes up anyway.

It's that simple.
The sun comes up anyway
705 · Mar 2016
Why We Write
AB Mar 2016
They don't understand the draw,
The need to put thoughts to paper,
The drive to create flowing words and lines.

They'll never know the feeling,
The way the heart is lifted by the script,
The joy that comes from writing.
But we do.

We know how it feels to lay bare our hearts,
To have our lives become the words.
We are poets who need
To be Poetry.
National Poetry Day
692 · Nov 2016
Good
AB Nov 2016
How are you?
Good.
How are you feeling?
Good.

It's so **** easy to just say "good".
To hide a lifetime of worry and fear
In one simple word.
The alternative is...
Harder.
The truth
Unbearable.

To look at someone and say
"I'm worried about money"
"I haven't been feeling so good lately"
"I have fears about where my life is headed"

It's easier to say
"I'm good"
But it's not true.
I feel now, more than ever, that I need to put everything into words. I'm too scared to let my thoughts just ramble about in my head. If I make them words then I can face them.
687 · Jul 2014
Go
AB Jul 2014
Go
Running
Trying to move faster
To get away.
To put distance in between
Me and you.

Trying with all my might
To not be there anymore.
Legs pumping
Arms moving
Sweat dripping
I just want to get away.

But you're everywhere
Every place I look.
In everything I do.
In all the parts of my life.
And the horrible thing is

You can only run so fast in your head.
684 · Feb 2019
Starting Today
AB Feb 2019
For months I’ve promised myself I would do this,
Said over and over “I need to write more.”
Well I’m finally doing it.
Starting today I’ll write every day.
Sometimes it will hurt and sometimes I will struggle.
Struggle to find the words and struggle to find
The motivation—
But I will write.
I’m not an overly confident person and I fight mightily with my demons.
But writing helps and I don’t write enough.
So expect to see me more; those of you in this community—
Because I’m back and I’m writing!
Few things make me feel as good as writing does and I’ve been making excuses for why I shouldn’t write. I’m done with those and I will write everyday.
679 · Nov 2016
We All Move On
AB Nov 2016
The day moves on.
The week moves on.
The month and year all move on.
Life, of course, moves on.

        But some of us
        Life moves on without.
        We're left where we stopped
        Sitting along and wondering why.

              Life has no time for our selfish thoughts,
                    Life has no care for how we cope.
                         Life just moves on.

And so
Must we.

Easier said than done, I suppose.
I tried to mess with the format a little to try to convey how I see this poem and the way it flows. I'm not sure how much I like it but I guess it's okay for now
667 · Feb 2015
Wishing
AB Feb 2015
Some nights I wish
For the dark to go on forever.
For the night to never end.
For this day to not become the next
but to simply stay as this one night.
This perfectly, quietly, peacefully, dark
Night.
662 · Mar 2015
Me
AB Mar 2015
Me
On the edges of the sharpest knives
   In the middle of the darkest nights
   Always knew that I'd find you here

For the longest time
I blamed me.
Forever and a day
I hated me.
Every morning and at night
I didn't want to be
Me.

I wanted to be another
To be the other you wanted.
To still be your smile.
To still have your heart.
To be that one
But I'm just me.

You broke me.
You tortured me.
You hurt me.
You made everything about me.
But it wasn't me,
You did this.

You gave up, not me.
You stopped trying, not me.
You forgot loving, not me.
You changed,
Not me.

But you left me.

That's where I broke and fell apart,
That's when everything didn't make sense,
When it all seemed like a horrible nightmare,
Where everything good was gone,
And all I loved was lost.

But really, I was still me.

Some nights I still have those nightmares.
But they're not as dark, and not as painful.
Some nights I still dream of you.
Of the life and the love we had.
But it's not the same now. Now I know
That you broke us.
That you destroyed us.
That you, and only you, gave up on
Us. Not me.

And that's how I got better. That's how I found
Me.
The beginning lines are song lyrics that really spoke to the way my private war began
653 · Jul 2017
You Fucked Me Up...
AB Jul 2017
You knew I was broken
You knew I couldn't take more loss
You knew I was holding to you
Like a drowning man
Clinging to driftwood.

And still you left me.

You said I was needy
You said I was clingy
You said I wasn't strong enough alone
You said it was my fault.

And you said those things with ease.

Well it's been a while.
And I thought I'd get better.
But I didn't.
You ****** me up...

Or maybe I did that to myself.
They say not to be stuck in the past but for me I just don't know how to move past those thoughts
AB Jun 2017
How did it come to this?
How did I end up so alone?
What have I done to become this?

I used to be happier,
I used to have friends
And plans and people to talk to.
Now it's just me.

Do I change myself?
Do I change who I am,
To fit the world around me?
Am I pushed everyone away?
I just don't know.

Maybe this is just the way it goes.
Me here, them there,
And the window in between.
I don't know this is kind of cobbled together
623 · May 2015
Moving On
AB May 2015
Reading through the old poems
Seeing how things have changed.
How I have changed.

Before, loss was my only friend.
All I understood was heartbreak.
But I survived it.
I think
In my heart
That everyone must know true loss.

True horrifying heartbreak.

It makes you stronger.
It shows you the way to real happiness.
It shows you what the smile of a true lover looks like.
What her touch truly feels like.
You know how her voice sounds when she means what she says.

"I love you"

They're just words. But
on her lips, they are my saving grace.
When she says that
This broken heart knows that she means it.
I've learned, through failure,
What the true love sounds like.

It's not just a phrase, its a feeling, a rush, a fluttering in your chest.
Love changes from time to time and with time we all grow stronger
622 · Feb 2016
Fool
AB Feb 2016
You pitiable
Fool.
What niaviety,
What simple ineptitude,
What casual disregard,
What blind optimism,
What egotistical faith,
To tempt the universe to stop you.
612 · Jun 2015
Today Is Our Day
AB Jun 2015
My blue eyed girl
My brown haired lovely
My gorgeous, amazing, woman.
How did I
Get so lucky to have
You smile at me.
To have you fall for me.
To have you want me.
Me, broken, beaten, and defeated
And in that darkness I found you.
You are my light, shining the way
Showing me that everything can be better.
You are the person I've dreamed of having.
The one of wanted all along and never had.
You have a way, of smiling at me
And making everything seem to disappear.
My fears, my worries, my hesitation
It all disappears in that smile.

You're gorgeous my dear, more lovely
Than anyone I've seen before.
You're love makes me whole.
You've fixed my broken ways and I love you.
591 · May 2016
Forward
AB May 2016
Life always moves forward
With you,
Without you,
For you,
Against you,
But always forward.

It's unfortunate for us all,
That time never stops. Moments
Must be stolen from its clutches.
But we find them. We hold our moments
Against Time's relentless march,
And in that
We win.

No, time will never slow down.
But it will never go any faster either.
It simply moves forward.
Don't let it control how you live.
Your life is yours.
Always yours.
Had a pretty big letdown today and I'm trying to help myself see that there will always be new opportunities
585 · Jun 2014
I,
AB Jun 2014
I,
Miss you
See you
Want you
Need you

All these things
They certainly are true
Or at least I'd like them to be.
The thing is
I know they're not true for you.

You've gone
Become someone new.
Someone despicable
Annoying
Aggravating
Appalling.

And that
That is why I know
When I say "I miss you"
I mean the old you
The one that was

The simple
Brown eyed girl that cried on my arm.
That sobbed when she missed me
That texted me every day
That smiled no matter what.
That promised forever.

But you know what?
You didn't mean those things.
So know this
When I said I need you
I don't mean it.

Because I have another now.
One who means what she says

I have the person who you were
And she means to stay that way
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