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Amanda W Dec 2013
Sometimes, I wonder.
I wonder if the people of this world
Appreciate anything.
Appreciate what they have.
Appreciate what they see. What they hear. What they sense.
I wonder if people that are more Fortunate than I
Appreciate what they are able to Experience.
They can Experience the things that I cannot
and I wonder if they take those Experiences for granted.
I wonder if they Appreciate them as I would.
Because you can bet money that I most certainly would.
Amanda W Dec 2013
I am the kind of girl to grow up listening to The Beatles and Simon and Garfunkel in the car.

I am the kind of girl that went on vacation to her grandparents' house every summer.

I am the kind of girl that reads books in her spare time.

I am the kind of girl that will turn the other cheek when life gets rough, and accept the path she's taken.

I am the kind of girl who, when younger, used to have tea parties with her teddy bears on the bedroom floor.

I am the kind of girl who cries when she laughs too hard.

I am the kind of girl who can make a stranger feel like family.

I am the kind of girl that will escape to her own world when left alone in her room.

I am the kind of girl that talks in her sleep.

I am the kind of girl who records her dreams in a journal, to relive them in life.

I am the kind of girl who watches the scenery on a road trip, instead of using technology to pass the time.

I am the kind of girl that would wait for the first star of night to come out, so she could make a wish.

I am the kind of girl who hugs her pillow while she sleeps.

I am the kind of girl that lives her life with meaning, greeting each day, instead of wishing it would end sooner.
Amanda W Dec 2013
You make my heart flutter

Your eyes dance like the sun

You can make my heart melt

I can tell you're the one.

But my heart is torn in two

When you are with another

Girl you have begun to charm.

I dreamt of us together.

Blood rushes to my cheeks

My body fiercely shakes

You don't even notice

When my fragile heart breaks.

So I turn my head away

Knowing your love is gone

Not quite ready to accept

That you have now moved on.

In the future, I meet him

Again my heart starts to pound

He loves me more than you did

My world is turned back around.
Amanda W Dec 2013
I want someone to love
someone to share food with
hold hands
play games with and just cuddle whenever
tease each other and wear their clothes
I want a love that'll last a long time
we wouldn't have to worry about the other of us cheating
we'd have each other and that's all we'd need
somebody's chest to hide my face on during scary movies
see each other as often as we wanted
go on road trips and rent small, dinky motels
go to drive in movies, whisper sweet nothings as we watch
eat at tiny diners or window shop together
waste an entire day at the park until the starts come out
catch lightening bugs in the summer
snuggle by the bonfire in my backyard
I want that easy, simple, truthful kind of love
Amanda W Dec 2013
Shall I compare thee to the rising sun?
You bring me awake and open my eyes
So warm and strong my new life has begun
In your brown beauty is where my heart lies.
You taste like caramel and are so sweet,
You keep me energized like the bunny,
I add cream and sugar which can't be beat,
You satisfy me as well as honey.
I keep refilling my cup more and more,
Don't ever run out I will be so sad.
It is you and only you I adore,
If you stay with me I will be so glad.
Of Coffee my Coffee don't go away,
Stay in my system; get me through the day!
Amanda W Dec 2013
Can you explain it in only one sentence?
To amuse greater beings?
Is that why humans believe in repentance?

Is the meaning of life in a desk?
Teachers receive from their pupils blank stares.
Some believe school is a waste of time.
Teachers realize students do not care.

Is the reason for being hidden in human kind’s own music?
For all to hear, yet never truly notice.
Lyrics tell of unhealthy health and mortal immortality.
Our media uses these words to choke us.

Maybe “Why We Are Here” is unanswerable.
Thoughts, belief, and hate are easily mask able.
Amanda W Dec 2013
Ink
I keep hitting backspace
But I only want to move forward
With you
The problem is I don’t know how

I want to make you see
See that I’m all you need
Well maybe not all you need
But I can get you everything else you do

Run away with me
Move to New York, Boston, anywhere really
We’ll ride trains & planes & magic carpets
Just to get there together

I’ll love you till the end of time
When both our bones have rotted
Our skin nonexistent
But our memories float in the air

Kiss my skin and leave marks like ink
I’ll hold you close to me & just breathe
We’ll crave each other’s voices
And reach in the dark for hands & hair & love

In my eyes you’re perfect
And this may sound cliché
But it’s all true
And I think of you everyday

So I will stop hitting backspace
And type my feelings here for you to read
Because maybe one day you will see
That I really am all that you need
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