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 Dec 2015 Ariel Baptista
Caitlin
I still hope for the best for you even though there is no future for us.
Not anymore, you made your choice, and I made mine.
Still miss you sometimes though- there are a lot of memories here.
Someone will crack an old joke from years ago, or comment on how long my hair has gotten,
(I haven’t cut it since that time you said you liked my short hair)
Here’s to hoping we both find our missing puzzle piece someday soon,
the longer it takes, the more I start to think it’s still you.
it's one of those days and the poison in my veins
Alone
again I sit
among the trees
and
I wipe away
a tear
If only...
someone
maybe a friend comes
Then they disappear around the corner
I can only see a silhouette
Now read backwards!
the thing is that i like you more than others;
you make me feel so safe
one of my brothers.
the deal is, i will always be a little bit too crazy
my speech will sometimes flow, sometimes seem lazy.
my eyes will shine one day
the next- be flooded;
sometimes my nod' s a yes
or for no i will nod and
there's nothing you can do to change my figure
for i am not a fan of bitter tastes;
there's little you can do to leave me saddened
and there's no way to erase my mistakes.
 Dec 2015 Ariel Baptista
izzi3
sometimes I just
need the comfort
of knowing that
you are there

knowing that you
are waiting and
listening for
me; always there

even if you
are actually
half the world
away from me

you are waiting
for me, always
ready to guide
me,
*from my back pocket
dedicated to a wonderful friend
much love
She was raised with The Notebook,
brain wired to love,
heart hungry for a sunrise lover.

Waited and dated
but words always got in the way,
and he'd write goodbye
with his hips between her thighs.

And then it happened.
She fell.
He didnt.

Cheated of a good tending to;
she left.
Lit their memories on fire
but was left with ashes.
She cried from December til May.

I've given my love to other men
but never let myself fall.
When down is up and up is down,
I forgot how to along the way.

So tonight
I wanna *******
in the vain attempt
that my loving
will keep you
coming back as my
2 AM lover.
I don't know if I can find my way back again
with all these miles eating their way through my soul
all I want is to hold you once again, oh baby
why don't you come and give me my heart back that you stole

do you like watching me cut myself open for you to see
that I have bled enough tears to drown the both of us
do you really think behind the walls you can hide from me
tell me now, tell me again, tell me what they tell you about love?

pretend nothing ever happened to make yourself calm
keep yourself drunk so that you don't know what to do
but depression always make me miss the warmth of your arms
tell me again, tell me now, tell me what did they tell you?

I find myself wandering in the empty alleys of the forgotten lane
only ghosts and rust linger there in the empty hue
I inhale the toxic fumes to keep my thoughts from eating my brain
I sometimes feel like a zombie too dazed and confused

withering in the shadows of the bygone yester years
rotting beneath the flesh of the time and its stain
separating dreams and fiction from the ones dear and near
searching through the scattered ashes and finding no names

if I **** myself before I can die, let me give you my all
for I have no place else to be, there is no place for me on earth
so tell me now, tell me when I'm sane before I fall
tell me now, tell me again, tell me what they tell you about love?
 Dec 2015 Ariel Baptista
Lady Ace
A familiar sense that I cannot describe
Memories of a forgotten tribe
Their music gives fortune as stories are told
Their music gives warmth in a time that is cold

'I lost myself on that November night’
Rings so true, for I thought that I might
Climb into the staves and silently shout
‘I swear to never, ever come out'
not always we have to answer

our success will do it for us
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