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Brooklyn Feb 2013
The sun scalds behind never ending skies,
Reminding me of my heart when I look in your eyes.
The oceans of blue that hold secrets inside,
Masked over with playfulness so that you can hide.

The way your forehead wrinkles when you smile,
Or when I tell you that you're cute, and you fake denial.
The way that your lips are the softest of all,
In fact, they were the push that caused me to fall.

The way you focus instead of just see,
And how you'll stop what you're doing to understand me.
How you think I'm funny, and laugh at what I say,
How its never enough time after being with you all day.

The way you hold my hands sends shivers down my spine,
And when you pull me in tight, and whisper, "You're mine."
The way you look when you're feeling hot,
Or even more when you're not.

You want to know me, but you already do,
Because I'm mostly me when I'm with you.
When we're laughing, and holding each other so tight,
When you told me you loved me for the first time that night.

You make me feel like I could be the best,
That if I try, I could top all the rest,
And if I have you, and if you have me,
Then we can see everything that we need to see.

I want you forever, or just for one more day,
If that one more day is the last I can stay,
Before I move on to the place after life,
Because I'm always thinking how I'm going to die.

But death doesn't matter in even the darkest of times,
Because the light in my life was making you mine,
And I know I'm not perfect, and that all I can give
Is the words that I say, and a happy life to live.

I will love you each day, and I promise that's true,
Because loving isn't loving if it's not loving you.
And I swear that I'll listen to whatever you say,
And take your side in all the troubles that changed your day.

I'll be here for you no matter what comes along,
And I'll be there to listen to every song.
I'll watch whatever you want to watch on TV,
Because it really doesn't matter when your arms are around me.

And I'll give you everything I can, and that's just a start,
Because I gave you everything I am when I gave you my heart.
Maybe I'm nasty, and maybe I'm crazy,
But that doesn't matter when you call me baby.

You're everything to me, and you're all I need,
You inspire me to be the best I can be,
I could watch you for a lifetime because I love what I see.
I just hope that you feel the same when you look at me.
Brooklyn Feb 2013
I'd swim the ocean for you.
Create swift motions for you.
Name a star after you.
Travel far for you.
Sing my soul out for you.
Punch a fool out for you.
Walk the world for you.
Be the girl for you.
I'd dance in the street for you.
I'd even eat meat for you.
I would live for you.
I would die for you.
Why?
Because I love you,
And for you, I'd do it all.
Brooklyn Feb 2013
I'd like to think that we're supposed to be,
That maybe you were brought to me.
By some higher power or a twist of fate,
To prove to me that it isn't too late.

To live a little and feel things like new,
To fall in love with someone like me, and I with someone like you.
To walk in the sunset hand in hand,
Or on the beach with our toes in the sand.

Every time I'm with you, I fall deeper and deeper,
Every time I say your name, I decide that you're a keeper.
I don't know who I'm going to be, or what I'm going to do.
But I believe that I'll be safe if my future holds you.

So, truth be told, name it, and I'll do whatever you say.
I'd walk or run anywhere you'd like, even if it took all day.
I'd cheer you on and up, or take your hits, or build you up again.
I fear these words, but honestly, I'd even be just a friend

I would scream at others who'd call you names, even though they wouldn't.
I'd push ice cream in someone's face to make you laugh, even though I shouldn't.
Everything you want from me, I will definitely do.
Because I would do anything to be closer to you.
Brooklyn Jan 2013
He was my medicine.
When I wasn't at home.
But I wasn't sick.
So, then I was alone.

Ashes to a s h e s we fell down.
Then you came out of the broken ground.

This is the start of something new,
When you charm me with your wit.
The beaches roll into stranger tides,
And I'm ready to sail it.

Feeling your hands on my skin,
I found a place I've wanted.
For so long.

You kiss my lips,
And my nose,
And protect me from the cold.

There isn't a trace of a thing I wouldn't do for you
Because you have the voice of an angel.

My chest felt fierce with fire when you kissed my lips,
I pushed back with fear.

"I'm not one of those who can feel. I'm rotten ruins."
You smiled and said, "You amaze me, over and over again."

I don't know what our future holds,
But I will be there with wide eyes and an open heart.
Because, I'm drowning in your ocean eyes,
And you amaze me too.
Brooklyn Jan 2013
I check the lost and found box,
Frantically.
"It's gone! I can't find it!"
Terrifying.
The receptionist looks over her small glasses,
Awkwardly.
"Is something wrong, Miss?"
Everything.
"I lost my soul! I need it! Where is it?"
Gone.
She looks at me like I lost my mind.
Definitely.
You walk by.
Of course.
The sun is shining down on your face,
Though it isn't as bright as you.
And clinging behind you,
Never to fall short of step,
As always,
Instead of your shadow,
Is the ghost of me.
And all you see,
As you look my way.
Is the shell,
Of an empty girl.
Brooklyn Jan 2013
It seems as though,
You've let go.
I sit here and wonder why
Can't I?

It's not that I want you back,
Because, really, I can live without that,
But then I smell your scent, or hear a song,
And it takes me back to when nothing felt this wrong.

This time there isn't a she
Just that fact that it isn't me.
You didn't need a temporary distraction,
You just divided me out of your fraction.

But freedom is ringing,
And free time keeps screaming,
I don't really have much to do,
Now that I'm living without you.

It's not that you were the best I could have in my life,
Because when you left, I found in my back, a knife.
It's just that I remember everything I did for you,
And the sweet taste of times when you did things for me too.

You helped me find the strength to accept the death of my mother,
You kept me calmed down, when I found out that I had a brother.
When my ***** holder went to jail, you held me that night,
When my Dad died, I needed you, but you weren't in sight.
But then you were, but you weren't mine.

I know that I'll find someone that will make me able to feel,
And God made another of me to love you more than I ever will,
But I can't help taking a stroll down memory lane,
Even if it results in momentary pain.

My mouth doesn't speak your name anymore,
But still, from pen, I find that it pours.
You were the first person to make me feel good,
To make me feel beautiful and important and understood.

You made me feel ****, you made me feel smart.
You made me feel ways, I didn't think I could with my heart.
You were the first to make me feel alive, like I was enough
You were the first to make me feel love.

After you left I didn't know what to do,
Except turn all of my hatred towards you.
And the girls that came after me.
And the person that I could never be.

In ten years, I will love someone new.
Get married, and have a baby or two.
We'll live together and dance in the moon,
But I will still remember you.

And how we spent our teenage years, right from the start,
In Summer heat, and Winter nights, and Fall and Spring under the stars.
You've changed me in all the ways a person should be changed,
And showed me things in my life that I should rearrange.

Not only did I love you,
But I loved the person you made me into.
And I felt that when you left me alone,
The good part of me would have followed you home.

And as I question what I need to do, I glance up above,
And realize that I need to start a new chapter in this terrible thing called love.
But this one might be the hardest one, I've ever had to write,
Because I have to love myself before I can love anyone right.

I've put down the razor for good,
The way that I should.
And I've found better things to do,
Then to sit around and wait for you.

I'm adding new habits to an old personality,
Because I want to be the best person that I can be.
You've casted the outline to the person I need,
But the things you didn't do, doesn't help me.

Out of 7 billion people,
You're still not the person for me.
But I can learn to expect things like that
On my road to recovery.
Brooklyn Jan 2013
You pulled the door open
To my new car
Like it was so easy
To enter my life again.

As you sat, you stared
Deep in thought
I stared back with wonder,
And a sincere smile painted on my face.

"How do you do this?" He lets out,
As simple as a sigh.
I just stare
As words escape me.

"You should be ****** up, you know?
The hell I've put you through.
But you're not. Now I understand what I did.
I need your help."

I'm sure that my forehead wrinkled
Because I was in thought,
Maybe my nose scrunched up too
That's what you say happens when I think too hard.

First, you will never understand
The hell you put me through.
Three years of a one-sided love
Is much more than a three month fling
With a girl who cheated and left

But I think and say,
"I found out that life was more important
Than the pain you feel today,
Because one day, the pain
Will be that of yesterday."

Then I laughed.
Not because of the way your face looked when you process what I said,
Not because of the happiness I felt that you were there, even though I couldn't explain it.
But that you thought I was happy
When in reality,

I just became really good at faking smiles.
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