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Abbie Oct 2016
I'm just a doll come to life
Only activated when people come to me
I am a blank canvas ready to be painted
By conversations and events of the day
I am a mindless soul wandering throughout life
Turning on when people need me or want me.
I am not an individual,merely stitches of multiples put together as one: ideas, personality, tendencies, not original but not cliche.
Who I am is pieces of different persons seen together in different colors and taste of personalities.
I am only made of others but none of myself personally. Each person is their own to be what they choose
But I am only a canvas a thought of their muse
I only self activate on the blue moon
For I am only made from recycled blues
Abbie Jun 2016
I don't know if what we have is a
Fairy tale
Happily ever after
But it feels right
Definite; solid
I've learned that love:
Isn't always heart racing
Sweaty palms
Thinking about them 24/7.
It's when they **** you off
Look ridiculous
Your both having a bad day
Things are routine and boring
Nothing is going right
One of you is sick
Your too busy to hang out
And yet
They still cross your mind
and an involuntary smile crosses your lips
It feels right even when your not always sure
You want to make it work
You want to spark it back up
There is effort and mutual respect
And playful fun times
And being serious when you need to be
Picking the other up when they fall down
Being there through ugly and pretty times
Love is never giving up even when you think you finally should.
It's a choice
A commitment
Mutual effort
A friendship, but
more than that
Not every day has to be the honeymoon phase
So long as there is
Mutual want
Care
Happiness
There is something good there
My thoughts on love I kind of like it even if it's not entirely true I feel some of it has validity
Abbie Apr 2016
It sure isn't perfect, but **** I want it to last
Abbie Dec 2015
I fall in love everyday
I fall in love with the idea that people want me

Need me

There's nothing that feels better than knowing your wanted and needed.
That those you care about care just as much back.

Crave your attention as you do
And you fall in love with that
Not them per se, but the idea that they appreciate you as you them
It's a mutual happiness of attention and contentment.

The trick though, the downfall
Is making sure they don't fall for you
Mistake their lust as something more
And the same goes for you.

This is a dangerous world filled with complicated chemical mixes of feelings and responses that we have no control of.

So make sure you know what your getting into when you choose to care about someone and make them a part of your life
Always wanting to help those people who don't see their wonderful mess and potnentjal discover it for themselves. It's just my thing and I love it.
Abbie Nov 2015
Maybe I never have enough for me
Because I give all my affection, care, and empathy to others
Because I know what it feels like to never be good enough or love yourself, have self esteem and confidence
And that's why I can't support myself like I do others
But that's okay
I would rather help my group of people that make up the world before me
Isn't that what matters?
Now an oldie that I've been meaning to put up for quite some time
Abbie Nov 2015
To be loved by one is a joy
To be loved by two is a delight
But to make the choice for your choosing
who you believe should have your heart
                             OR
who you want to have your heart,
is terrifying
Sometimes having history with someone doesn't always mean you should choose them
  Oct 2015 Abbie
Emily Dickinson
549

That I did always love
I bring thee Proof
That till I loved
I never lived—Enough—

That I shall love alway—
I argue thee
That love is life—
And life hath Immortality—

This—dost thou doubt—Sweet—
Then have I
Nothing to show
But Calvary—
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