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 Feb 2015 Charles
Rai
Do you put me away in a box
Just the way you used to tidy away your toys as a child

Did your Mother say ...
One thing at a time
Put away what isn't needed right now


So here I am
Sitting in my box
Waiting

Yep I understand
It would be easier by far if I didn't maybe

You are busy
With responsibilities
Your world becomes smaller
I think when I saw you last just for a moment
I realised how hard you find it all

It is an art
Sharing yourself with more than one person at a time
Sharing your time
I did give a sideways comment on the fact that
if this was a permanent thing
I would never see you
You assured me you would be better at organising things if that was the case

It makes me wonder if that is true

Are you really able to tip all your toys in the middle of the carpet
Are you able to de-compartmentalize your relationships

Or will you pack your toys away tidy at the end of the day

*Would mother still agree that this is such a good way to be?
Does anyone in your life have the same problem .... what does compartmentalization mean to you?
 Feb 2015 Charles
ALYA
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 Feb 2015 Charles
ALYA
i was wondering,
what was i thinking
when i decided to fall for you?

but then i realized,
i didn't;

i didn't think,
nor did i decide;

i just fell,
deliberately.
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
Unsent
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
Maybe one day,
Sometime soon,
I'll be brave enough
To send it to you.
For now,
I'll leave it unsent.
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
Distance
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
Distance
Is not just about being miles apart.

Distance
Can be about
Being a road away from each other
Yet never having the chance to meet.

Distance
Is not just about different time zones.

Distance
Can be about
Chatting online everyday
But replying with only "yes", "no", or "k".

Distance.
It hurts more
When you're so near
Yet so far.
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
I cannot compare
Your swift actions
To the cool breeze.

I do not have the
Linguistic abilities
To describe your eyes
As the epitomes of beauty
I could get lost in.

I cannot fathom
How others
Can so gracefully
Liken your hair
To the rustling wild grass.

But I can whisper
To you
Over and over again,
"I love you."
Of course.
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
Fragments
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
We were like a beautiful glass vase
Until one day
The hammer of Lies
Broke the vase
And tore us apart.

All that was left were
Fragments
Little pieces of memories
Sights, smells, sounds.

I tried picking up the pieces
And gluing them back together
But I never succeeded.

For the fragments were there
But the little shards
Were swept away by
The wind.
Of course I skipped E and went straight to F.
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
Hands
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
It makes me feel
Lightheaded and fluffy
And makes my cheeks
Turn bright red
To think of my hand
In yours.

It's such a unique gesture,
Holding hands.
So intimate
Yet innocent.

Our hands will fit perfectly
Our fingers interlocked
Like the right pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

My heart will beat faster
Your cheeks will turn redder
And we will feel so much closer
To each other.

Your grasp will be so tight
It'll be impossible to let go.
Just like having the world
On my fingertips,
Literally.
Surely I deserve to dream such fluffy cute things every once in a while?
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
Question
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
Lately
I've been asking myself
This question:
Do I still love you?

Yes,
My heart still skips a beat
Whenever your name flashes on the screen.
My cheeks still turn red
Whenever our eyes meet.
My lips still curve into a smile
Whenever I think about you,
Which I do.

But do I actually love you?
Or do I simply miss
The memories,
The good times we've had?
Am I holding on to nothing?

Unfortunately
(Or is fortunately?)
I don't know the answers
To these questions.
Do I?

On a side note look how far I've come in the A to Z challenge :)
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
You
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
You
You

Whose thoughts
I yearned to know back then.

Whose prolonged gaze
Would make me blush, in those days.

You

Whom I never got to say goodbye to.

You

Whose path
I hope to cross again, one day.

I may have moved on,
But I'll never forget you.
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
Fickle
 Jan 2015 Charles
Alexis
When I like a song
I'll play it a hundred thousand times
And when that's done,
I'll avoid it like the plague,
Skipping it on my iPod.

When I like a craft
I'll put my all in it,
And when that's done,
I'll slowly lose interest,
Finding another hobby.

I'm fickle-minded
Can't make up my mind,
Jumping from one thing
To the next.

That's why
I've never told you that
I love you.
I have commitment issues, really.
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