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We wrote poems like promises,
paper hearts folded between the lines.
not always together,
but never apart in the ways that matter.

I chase music now,
like I once chased understanding,
and I finally feel found in it.
but there’s still a note missing,
and it sounds a lot like you.

I say I’ve let go,
but my hands never learned how to forget you.
I move forward,
but sometimes I wish you’d catch up,
or maybe I’d slow down.

I don’t want to need you.
But I don’t want to lose you.
And maybe that’s love,
or maybe it’s just what’s left of it.

But you’re still there.
And I’m still me.
And somewhere in that mess
we still link.
I can’t and I don’t want to and when I try it’s worse
Love is fleeting;
not promised,
nor permanent.
But if you look for it--
you'll see,
always Present.
*titular Daniel Johnston homage, 1984
I ask myself
What am I doing here
Stuck in a rut for what

I ask myself
Like birds don’t really know where they go
Yet they fly together carried by the wind

I ask myself
The air I breathe is free
And the bed is made

I’ve been here before
Sinking into your lonely body
Fingers on skin I trace and tore

End the cycle of shame
Have mercy on his pain
A grieving soul for trails of joy

I don’t wanna be just another pebble
At the start of the footpath
Leaving you as you’re led, and walk passed

When you grab my hand
The worries drift off
Its like you carried the weight off

And I’m lifted
And your scent remains with me
But it's good to be
Here.
  May 7 c a r o l i n e
ophelia
maybe not now, not quite today,
but somewhere down the winding way,
when time feels right and skies align,
your path will gently cross with mine.

i won’t rush fate, i’ll let it flow,
there’s still so much we’ll come to know.
no need for maps, no need to see—
we’ll meet again. we’re meant to be.
we dance dust about the details of each day

we clasp hands and sing our tiny songs

we are quick to remember but even quicker to forget

one day the earth will quietly ask to take me back

to offer quiet closure

perhaps with the promise of a star spark or a cloud igniting in a sunset

perhaps i will receive nothing at all

when this body rinses from these bones i shall be far away

or I shall be right beside you

mystery is as simple as that
I'd bathe in a sunlit room,
over a silver moon
any day,
To feel the warm magic
of a winter June,
it's a new summer baby,
We may well both be here after midnight,
I'll bring a kiss beneath the twilight
Pull the sun out of the sky

I’m not scared for you to lose me, you meeting a soul is lucky
It’s like you found peace, with a kind of presence
And the language we speak, knowing you, you'd tell
For how loud my heart beats happiness

Just as arms of yours are so strong,
Stretched the same as mine, we hold
Tightly before the day mourns
Twilight laying in your warmth

You get it, how intimate it gets
I'm an easy catch
My words become your words, they come easy like breath
I’m curious to learn you, and the surrender,
For when it comes to you,
Its easy to forget,

That I’m not scared of falling in love, gravity is my friend
I’m not afraid to show you my silly sides,
You may well be both my strength and weak signs
I’m not afraid to show you off, oh the sun don't hold secrets,

Never really felt like this
With anyone when I write
You keep me warm,
Wrapped in sunshine,
Clear skies,
With you all day long

No I can't cry for days like this
To be with someone right
When it feels warm
Not with anyone, I,
Hope no clouds are in sight,
None but just the sun
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