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Tonight, it is me and a glass of wine
though you may think otherwise, I feel fine.
Tonight, it is me and the dark sky,
I love the night, and the stars are why.
Tonight, it is me and my own mind,
it continues to seek what it cannot find.
Tonight, it is me alone, without you,
knowing what to say, but not knowing what to do.
Life wouldn't be worth living alone
but only one person serves as my back bone.
She's a bright sunshine hidden in shades of grey,
she makes a hopeless heart feel the need to stay.
She's the muscles to my smile, the beat to my heart
without her my life, my world would fall apart.
She makes a sad ****** expression seem almost impossible,
with her warm embrace that gets me through every obstacle.
She has eyes that resemble a clear summer night
the feeling so warm, and the view so bright.
We would cover our eyes from the world and it's destruction
simply to stare into the horizon of an empty ocean.
We've shared stories, laughs, and too many tears,
but now we share memories that can last us years.
So Jade, being the stone of wisdom and prosperity,
whenever you feel alone, remember you're a part of me.
I wouldn't rather a person other than beautiful you,
to call my best friend and expience all we've been through.
So take my word when I so sincerely say
I will be your best friend, forever and today.
From when I was young till the present,
everything I did was always placed second.
But back then, it didn't matter much to me
because I knew what I now cannot see
I knew that my best should be enough,
even though accepting that can be tough.
Now I come second to a girl of great beauty,
she's something that I could never be.
She is oblivious to my existence,
which makes it easier for resistance
to pursue a love that isn't rightfully mine.
Why did I feel as if I was on cloud nine,
while being the girl called a home wrecker,
he made me feel as if she did not matter.
Now the verdict has been discussed and it's in
she is victorious and me, I did not win.
I feel surprised, but at home as well
love was never a story that I could tell
I hope to one day be deserving of first place
in someones heart, for them to feel my face,
and acknowledge the fact that they love me
only me, and thoughts of another could not be.
When I feel unappreciated,
my heart feels unaided.
I give everything to everyone,
and I get everything from no one.
I do not expect money for a gift
but at least give my hopes a lift,
to my dream of this world being fair,
because my reality has learned not to care.
So thanks to no one for being as kind as me,
and no thanks to everyone who could not be.
The days when I had happiness now seem so far away;
you said you’d never leave me but you left my heart astray.
The eyes with sparkles that you had once admired,
now have turned from hope, dull and uninspired.
Though losing love is a struggle, greatest beyond measure,
your happiness has always been my one true treasure.
I’ll miss the strength I felt buried in your chest,
I’ll miss everything that we shared, so different from the rest.
But when you truly love someone, it’s then you’ll see,
their smile is worth setting true love free.
Everyone wonders where to find love,
they'll look left, right, below, and above.
But what they don't seem to understand,
is that love must be given to them by hand.
The greatest of things come unexpected,
to those who are not impatiently infected.
So try closing your eyes, and opening your heart,
then you and your lover can't be too far apart.
My tears shed are absorbed in my bed,
due to thoughts of you, lingering, in my head.
I know you did not want to leave us behind,
but no one on earth has control of when it's their time.
I wish I could hear your voice once more,
I hope I make you smile like I did once before.
Before you accepted death's hand in eternity,
before I could tell you all that you mean to me.
I keep with me so many memories that we have made,
some that will stay in my heart and never fade.
Pictures capture a present moment that soon becomes the past,
but what makes every photo beautiful is that it makes that time last.
The camera beheld your beauty, greatest beyond measure,
but now it can never snap another photo of us together.
Not because I'll never see you again,
but because there are no cameras nor photos in heaven.
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