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 Jul 2016 Ashton
Will
We Both Know
 Jul 2016 Ashton
Will
In the way it felt
I could see it was real
now years have past that we weren't together
and the ugly truth of it all is we both know
we are perfect for each other
she was the right girl
I was the right guy
it was just the wrong time
 Jul 2016 Ashton
Will
Untitled
 Jul 2016 Ashton
Will
I hope you won't be haunted by the past
because what we had was good
but what we had was never meant to last
 Jul 2016 Ashton
Will
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 Jul 2016 Ashton
Will
I feel lonely when I think about you
because I know what I'm missing
I feel sorry when I think about me
because I'm a good guy who lost himself
but I still smile when I think about us
because even though it wasn't forever
it made my life better
 Jul 2016 Ashton
Will
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 Jul 2016 Ashton
Will
I'm dying tonight
but no one is crying
 Jul 2016 Ashton
From A Heart
My stupid phone doesn't work properly. It's old and it's slow and its battery dies a lot. The thing is, when I don't know what to do or who to talk to, and all I have to pull out is my phone, I can't play games or surf the net, because of my phone's inabilities. I need to look busy so instead I end up going back to all my message conversations. And then your name appears and I notice your group texts again and begin scrolling up and back into time and get to the point where my replies start and becomes more and more frequent. And then words start appearing that I had never said to anyone else before. And just like that I'm thrown back to that time, the butterflies and confusion. While everyone else around me is bored with Facebook. Joke's on them? No, joke's on me. My stupid phone's inabilities have a way of playing with me you see, so that boredom turns into reliving our memories. And then I don't feel like being around people with their phones out anymore.
Bitter  tongues
Set forth
The best example
I know not to be YOU
Words are nothing without its speaker

Sports are nothing without its players

Poetry is nothing without its poets

Clothes are nothing without its wearer.

Just as i am nothing without a lover
I wont stop thinking of you
til death
I love you
I hope you speak of me
til death
I wish  i could love you.
Give you what  you want.
What you need
What hasnt been given.
I swear i would love you til the end.
Death could not seperate me
Nor rushing tides that crush and tear.
My heart  is yours.
It is in your hands.
You are beautiful.
Smart as hell.
Love your words.
Love who you are.
I wish i could hold you
I want  to look in your eyes
And see life
My dear,
I wish i could be there
til death
But honey  
I just  dont know
I dont know if you like me
Or if things just appear this way.
God
you are perfect
Everything .
I cant explain this.
Im a terrible  poet
But i write for you.
I will write for you
til death
Even if i never see you
My vivid memory will provide  flawlessly.
Beautiful
Caring
Passionate
I see your need
For love
To be loved
Because you are
Like me

I love you.
Believe me.
I hope we can be together
*til death
For a girl really special to me
Quiet.
Some wish for it
Some hate it
I hate quiet
When its quiet,
There is no life.
No comotion.
I need a little life.
A little comotion.
I cant live without it
Which is why
im so worried about you
I long to hear anything from you.
You said you were feeling bad.
But i cant help but think im at fault for something.
Or you maybe just dont like me.
No.
I thinks its all in my head.
My head keeps spinning.
These bad thoughts keep winning.
I hope we can break this silence soon
or i think i might just go crazy

Are you okay?
Is quiet just your friend?
Or is it my foe?
Well i sure hope to know.
Because for me
Quiet can be
Quite scary.
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