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"They"* say 'the bigger they are, the harder they fall'
Well, if that's true
Then...  My heart must be huge
Cause I always fall so hard
So fast
So incredibly hard
'In love'
I try to tell myself it's not love
When I have that dreaded thought
"I think I'm falling in lo..."
I stop myself,
Because I KNOW
When that feeling comes...
Only a broken heart is sure to follow
I always fall...
TOO fast
TOO hard
TOO wholeheartedly
I think it's a curse been given to me
So, even though I may lie to myself
Thinking that I'm not in love with you
I know deep down
That it's *not true
Define the edges of a mystical twinkle
That speaks of truth.
An aura that dances in darkness,
And embraces you with its secrets,
While the supernova twirls around
And surprises you with its vengeance.
It is an unfair world,
But when you look up,
It is a magical place.
Where dreams dances,
And horizons gives birth to new meanings.
 Oct 2014 Abigail Del Fierro
pia
Don't worry, someday you'll find a guy that'll ruin your lipstick not your mascara.
every night i lie awake
thinking when will I finally be able to sleep
without thinking about you
the past
and the future

those rare moments where I do get sleep,
i keep having the same dreams
and they're all about you

when will this madness stop?
when will i find peace in my slumber?
 Oct 2014 Abigail Del Fierro
lea
it's 2 am
you are laying
beside me
fast
asleep

when you are
near me
i can still hear
the passing storm
in your
heartbeat
feel the meadows
in your
smile

and darling
i don't think
i have ever
heard
something
so breathtaking

but i swear
sometimes
i
can still
feel
the loneliness
in your
touch
the screams
in your
kisses

they are
ambulance sirens
warning signs
tocsins

yelling
at me
to
evacuate
as quickly
as possible

and darling
i don't think
i have
ever
heard
something
so
frightening
I honestly kind of thought it would hurt more when we parted forever but I miss you in the way someone misses their old house after a move.
If they went back to it, it would look basically the same on the outside but the house wouldn't be at all the same on the inside. The new inhabitants would have changed everything since they'd been gone. Walls that once hung photographs and other captured memories would be eerily bare. The air wouldn't have the same warmth because it's set at a different temperature now, and worst of all the people that were always kept safely inside the house will not be there anymore. I t would be the same house, but not the same house at all. Not the same home, anyway. It's quite the same with you. You look the same but are not inside. Parts of you are missing, precious memories you held and treasured have faded, you've grown cold inside and you don't hold the same people you used to love in your heart anymore. People like me. You are the same girl, but not the same person. I'll miss you, the old you, but I lost the old you a long, long time ago.
Please repost if you have lost a friend you cared about with every little part of your soul.
Trading “I love yous” like playing cards
in the backseat of my car
and my hand doesn’t look very promising.
They say you gotta know when to hold ‘em,
know when to fold ‘em,
but I am always walking away
when I should stay
and vise versa,
I just don’t want to hurt you.

This game we have been playing
is fixed and unfair
and you have some tricks
up your sleeve,
I can tell.
And I can skip my turn
but I can’t leave.
You must think I am
a joker for the way I keep
breaking my poker face.
I can’t help it,
you’re just so good at this.
My heart sinks every time
you ask me what I have to give,
because I would go all in for you
if it was worth the risk
but at the end of each round
all I can say is “go fish”.
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