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You know, I never noticed
the color orange much
till I met you.

You told me
It was your favorite color
Now I see it everywhere.

Seeing orange in sunrise.
Seeing orange in your eyes
When the light reflects off them.

Seeing orange as the leaves fall
With an autumn breeze.
Seeing you when I see orange.

I love seeing your smile
And the glimmer in your eyes,
As we drive into the sunset.

Seeing the oranges blend
With my favorite color,
Of which is purple.

As long as the sun sets,
And our favorite colors can touch,
Our souls will as well.

So as the sun fades in the distance
And you sleep next to me
I wish you sweet dreams.

Dreams full of orange things
As full and vibrant
As I see you.

I will always love you
For as long as our colors touch
Each day with the setting sun.

For as long as there are
More days and sunsets of orange
I will love you.

Thank you for bringing
Such a beautiful color
Into my life.
To the person who made me love the color orange, thank you.
I'm tired of not dreaming.
My sleep does not rest me,
For when I close my eyes,
I open them back up to reality.

I'm tired of not moving.
My weary eyes stay open,
For if I close my eyes,
I do not go towards a future.

I'm tired of not breathing.
Every time I inhale,
It is to just maintain.
I wish I could still smell the flowers.

I'm tired.

So tired.

But when I'm with you,
I can sleep, dreaming of a future.

When I'm with you,
My stiff body moves forward.

When I'm with you,
I can finally have a breath of fresh air.

When I'm with you,
I'm not tired.
And I will never be tired of you.
The past,
I want to know.

The present,
I wish I could hold.

The future,
Will never be mine.
I'm a strong believer in if you love someone, you will let them be with what and who makes them happy, even if it's not me in the end.
Maybe I am just not the one.
Maybe I'm just here to help you through
This jungled mess called life.

Maybe I'm not going to be with you
Maybe I will just be on the sidelines
Cheering you on till you find the one.

Maybe I just want you to be happy and
Maybe when you find happiness,
You will find it in me.

Maybe you don't find it in me..
If so, that's fine
For as long as you find happiness,
That is all I could ask for.
"Depression is like the weather.
Some days it rains,
Some days it pours,
But if you stick around long enough,
You will see the sun."

That was what my dad told me...
And to an extent he was right.
But the dark clouds follow me
To where I stand in the rain of tears
Brought about by my own self being.

" depression hurts,
 but you don't have to,
 Cymbalta can help."
But at the end of the day
Not all of the medication in the world
Seems to help mend these thoughts.

I want to live,
I don't want to die.
However these thoughts...
These ideas that pop into my mind,
They are foreign and uneasy
To my mind, body, and old soul.

"I'll be fine"
I find myself saying this a lot lately.
I'll be fine. Like my father said, depression is like the weather. I'll eventually see the sun again.
I love you,
As a friend.

I will always be there for you
As a friend.

When times get hard,
I'll be by your side,
As a friend.

I want to be more than just
As a friend.

I want to hold your hand not just
As a friend.

I want to hold you and love you,
but I just stand by your side
As a friend.

But I'm here for you,
As a friend.

I'll never get to be lovers with you
As a friend.

But as long as you're happy,
I'm happy,
As a friend.

But as a friend,
I know what how you want love.

As a friend,
I will be patient.

For if one day you wish to be
Together, I'll be here for you,
As something more than a friend.
To my friend that I will always be there for.
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