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When I hug you
I cant explain how I feel
Nor can I
When I see your eyes.

I think you care about me
Because it does feel that way
Especialy when we help each other
Thru hard or sad moments.

I think its real
The way you help me not cry
So i give it all back
And i'll hold your hand
For every step
And occasionally
I will give you chocolates
Just to say I love you.
 Dec 2013 Amanda Stoddard
marina
have you ever loved
someone so much it
hurts? i can't explain
to you what it's like
but i hope one day
you can love me the
same
(and i hope you love the feeling)
those blue eyes
reminded me of the skies,
and in that moment,
i thought i could fly.

those blue eyes
reminded me of warm oceans in summer,
where i thought
it was safe to swim.

but you've decided to shut them
and take back all you gave me.
i never knew
i was heading for an incoming plane
and that i was diving into a whirlpool.

and as i gave up trying to pry open
those hateful skin that kept you away from me,
i realised blue eyes were long carved
into the skies and the sea.

~x.q.
I’ve spent an eternity comparing me
With someone I’ve never met;
I’m not even finished yet
Anchored by this absolute uncertainty
I’ll let the person I will never be
Define me.
And I will sink to the ocean floor
There’s not much else I’m looking for
I will drown in my own misconception
That I won’t amount
To anything.
I will fill my lungs with self doubt
Before I finally plunge down
Tired from treading waters of malcontentment
And when I close my eyes one final time
Losing my breath but finding my mind
I’m finally sure of something
For the first time in my life.
I would laugh every morning
At how the right combination
Of words would cause an ocean
Of nostalgia, big enough for me
To drown in.

Simple sentences like 'I miss you'
made me nostalgically homesick

Only now my home had two legs,
a heartbeat of her own and called me 'baby'

Sentences like 'I love you'...

Sentences like 'I love you' only seemed to create an earthquake inside my chest.
and when the earthquake had settled there were always whispers of 'I love you more'
I am everything,
therefore, I am nothing.

I am nothing,
so, I am everything

You cannot define me.

I am me,
I am free.
I am looking for one more line, perhaps two... a line after the "You cannot define me".

— The End —