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Shy about certain things
Bold about most
Stuck without action
Do I really choose?
I want to kiss him
I really do
I think about it often
And then I smile
My face twitches a bit
I feel shy and silly
I can't deal with it
I want to kiss him
I really do
But I get all messed up in head goo
If I go there
I cannot come back
I would fall completely?
My plan would not stay in tact?

Keep my distance
Because I really like you
I do not want to lose what I have with you
So I keep wanting waiting
contemplating
Because the one I want to kiss is you
ya Im ****** huh!
 Apr 2014 anonymous
J M Surgent
Sometimes my best poems
Are better left unsaid,
Forgotten in my memory
For the rest of you
To read in me.
 Apr 2014 anonymous
peurdelavie
11w
 Apr 2014 anonymous
peurdelavie
11w
maybe my biggest mistake
was never learning how
to regret you
 Apr 2014 anonymous
MariaLoves
Maybe one day
I'll reflect back
on this Spring day
with a chuckle
or a smirk.

But not today.

For today you demanded
your freedom...

and sent me away.
He will never,
Fill your lungs,
With sweetness.

He will never,
Hold your,
Aching hand.

He will never,
Mend the,
broken pieces.

He will never,
Learn to,
understand
(I'm sorry I can't think of anything to write recently)
I loved your blue eyes that reminded me of the ocean
I loved the way you made me laugh
like no one else could
I loved how no matter where I was
I could think that you were somewhere else missing me
I loved how I used to call your arms home
they made me feel safe
I loved how you had my heart
I loved the feeling of being in love and
feeling love back
now
I'm hating how your blue eyes remind me of the ocean
I don't dare to go there anymore
I don't want to remember you
I hate how you made me laugh because
now no one else can make me laugh as you once did
I hate the fact that I'm sitting here
missing you when you're missing her
I hate how you have my heart
no matter how hard I try to give it to someone else
it always reminds me that it's yours
but most of all
I hate how I still love you
and how you don't even remember
half of the things that I won't forget
to you, the one who taught me how easy it was to fall in love and how hard is to get back up
Forget his name
Forget his face
Forget his kiss
His warm embrace
Forget the love that you once knew
Remember that he has someone new
Forget him when they played your song
Remember him when you cry all night long
Forget how close you once were
Remember its someone else he perfers
Forget how you memerized his walk
Forget how you love to hear him talk
Forget the things he use to say
Remember that he has gone away
Forget his laugh
Forget his smile
Forget that he stayed awhile
Forget the way he held you tight
Remember that hes not alone tonight
Forget the time he loved you still
Forget he said he always will
Forget he said he'll leave you never
Remember the fact, hes gone forever
when people ask me if we like eachother
I reply back and say
"no we're just friends"
but I tend to think different because the other night:
when you were drunk,
you told me how you thought my laugh was perfect
and that whenever I do
it makes you smile
and how my smile lights up any room I walk into
when you were drunk,
you told me how you loved my eyes
and how they change from brown to green
you got mad at your friend who tried talking to me
and kept saying to him
"No she's mine"
People say that the truth comes out when you're drunk
I just wish you could say these things sober.
Whenever I bring up another boy,
you pretend like you don't care
but I can tell by the way your tone changes
and how you look at me like I've said the worst possible thing I could.
I don't think you realize
that if you said you wanted to be with me
I would drop anyone for you
but then I remember
"we're just friends"
 Apr 2014 anonymous
N0thing
she had a secret
one which she never told

she kept it hidden
for no one to behold

she was an angel
with a broken wing

she was the devil
who would never stop crying

she was a 2 sided picture;
one side beautiful
and the other blurred  

she was a child
growing up to fast

she was a beauty
who hid behind a mask

she was
a dancer
who never learnt to dance


she always was
but never became

for she was the girl
who got lost…..

Finding herself
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