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Andrea Lopez Jul 2014
You once told me I didn't know what I wanted.
Then he told me the same
Then another.
Then I told it to myself.

You told me I kept using people for comfort.
Then he told me I didn't want to be alone.
Then another.
Then I told myself I was scared.
I've always been afraid I'd end up one
with no one to hold me.

Is that selfish?
Andrea Lopez Jun 2013
I feel like a monster..
I am no longer me.
My nail color has turned to black.
I can't remember the last time I was truly happy.
Can you smile with a mind filled with sorrow?
Disoriented, but still say you're ok?
Can you be drained, yet determined and mellow?
How about apprehensive, embarrassed, yet adequate?
I just want to know what you did to me.
This curse you have bestowed.
I just want to know what you think of me.
..Tell me before I hit my all tim

Andrea Lopez Jun 2013

Andrea Lopez Jun 2013
High school love is the most confusing love of all.
Are we really in love or is it something that doesn't even make the call?
We whisper i love you's
i need
i want
but we're so young.
how do we know the other person is the one?

Are hugs and kisses considered love?
How about all the laughs that are shared?
All the memories that are remembered together?
All the bonding and thinking someone cares?

We meet someone new,
And it's over just like that.
Someone's heart gets dead and broken
like a car running over a fat cat.
After the sorry's were said
the "thank you for everything" speech was done.
titled: My First Love,
but how could i be so sure?
he doesn't deserve it with all the crying
the confusion
the struggle
the emotions i still can't ignore.
High school love is the most confusing love of all
We're still to young to understand,
Love bounces around like a ball.
Andrea Lopez Mar 2013
listen to everyone.
dont give up. stay strong.
when they need someone,
'Cause they feel lonely.
let them know there won't be any of the attention they received before.
'Cause now.
*You don't care
Andrea Lopez Feb 2013
I just,                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                           
                                       feel like,
                                                  I have this urge to-
                                                             ­        ugh, i don't know-
                                                           ­                             kinda weird,
                                                          ­                                        but all I want
                                                                ­                                              to do to you,
                                                            ­                                                              lik­e,
                                                              ­                                                    at this very moment
                                                          ­                                                                 ­         is
                                                     ­                                                                 ­                   well ..
                                                              ­                                                                 ­                   

                                                                                                                                                     hold your hand.
Andrea Lopez Feb 2013
It is not just that you are the first person I have ever truly loved.
Nor is it the fact that between everyone else I put you above.
I'm certain it was not that adorable laugh of yours,
And it is not that smile, that I no longer see anymore.
Could it be the way you walked?
The way you sat?
The way you wrote?
The way you held on to me with our young love in the air?
No, it cannot be, there is much more.
For it was not just my life you entered upon,
But my mind.
It was not my ear you whispered sweet bliss to,
But my heart.
It was not my lips you kissed,
But my soul.
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