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 Sep 2016 Chloe Chapman
PS
Cycles.
 Sep 2016 Chloe Chapman
PS
Another graduating class headed to another Grease themed party
Where another girl will have a revelation and meet the T Bird of her dreams.
Another plethora of pink ladies jackets and James Dean boys
Where another me and you will dance again.

Another life, much like my own where a popular boy cares
Where for a split second it doesn't matter how many people know you.
Another night, much like that night where you'll be worlds away again
Where I'll stay up all night thinking and falling in love.

Another girl is doing this right now.
She's at home, late at night dreaming of him.
He probably doesn't know or care too much.
She doesn't quite know what it is that she wants but she knows that he fits in somewhere.
He doesn't know what he wants at all.
In the end, it will be too little, too late.
Another day, week, month, year will go by
And they will be in the same place as they started.

Another set of Sandys and Dannys, Rizzos and Kenickies,
Where the magic of the movie wears off and the cycle starts again.
I just really like Grease, okay?
 Sep 2016 Chloe Chapman
Y Rada
And all the journeys I made were worth it:
The offerings to the Gods above
The whispers to the Gods beneath
The curses to the humans on earth
The idolatry of my heart to others
Fornication of my dreams with impostors
Robbery of my hopes from other couples
Almost ****** of the thing called "love"

You awaken me from the slumber with a kiss
Tears cascaded as your lips brush softly
But the silver droplets belong to you
"Why are you crying?" I asked of you
"I thought you were lost to me" you reply
If this is what it feels to kiss you my love
I will hold on for another decades for it
I will endure another 500 years of waiting
my keyboard is broken
like me
so some leer will be missing
hoefllly yo can ndersand
i'm broken
and like my keyboard
i'm missing things which
i can be cant be wihot
if yo can ndersand this
then maybe yor broken o
becase yo ndersand my brokeness which
is more then i ca say abot alot of eole
my keyboard is broken and i do no feel like using the onscreen one.
The negativity cycle spins in the mind,
Spreading to all the senses of feelings.

Browsing the world with blurry vision,
Seeing ugliness when there is beauty.

Every time you look at a stunning painting,
Colors have different symbols of meaning.

You see blood as the color representing hate,
Instead of a delicious apple that you want to eat.

Yellow stands for fire that burns life’s treasures,
Rather than the bright sun that offers hope to all lives.

Positivity can break the course of this thinking,
By optimism, the painting can be seen as amazing.

When the painting is viewed from enthusiasm,
The color black can symbolize a good night’s rest,
Not the typical darkness associated with fright.
 Sep 2016 Chloe Chapman
Taylor
With every new person I meet
I will spend my time picking them apart,
in hopes of finding pieces of you among
the wreckage.

And when I finally have all the pieces,
I will spend how ever long it takes
rebuilding a replica of you
into a mosaic of the person I fell
in love with more and more each day.

It would never live up to the real you,
but at least I would still have something
to hold onto while you're busy holding
someone else.
"So It happened.
I have fallen completely and utterly in love with you.
I was hoping it wouldn’t come this,
because I know that one of these days
you are going to break my heart,
and I’m not sure I’m ready for that.
It happened so fast.
It was as if life was pulling a cruel
joke on me and just waiting for me to crack.
It felt inevitable in the end.
There was no way I couldn’t fall head
over heels for someone like you.
Someone who can make me happy by
just replying to my message straight away.
Someone who shares my hobbies and addictions.
Someone who is also so different
so it adds a spark to the conversation.
Maybe I am just paranoid for thinking you will go,
and I of course have no way of telling for sure,
but there is something inside me that makes me feel
like what you leave with me might break me to pieces."
-LM- Everything I Didn't Say #27
"And like that, the daydream was over."
-LM- Everything I Didn't Say #30
"I don’t understand why you push me so far to the edge only to pull me back into your arms just as fast."
-LM- Everything I Didn't Say #32
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