Christine

Christine Apr 2017

eyes

your eyes were the clearest of blues.
they were beautiful.
bright glowing gems that seemed to pulse,
adorned with the longest lashes
that curled gently towards the sky.
with your eyes closed,
they'd be the asymptotes that
never reached your cheeks.

your eyes were what made me fall in love with you.
all i can remember now
are those brilliant crystalline eyes of yours.

#love #eyes #blue #fallinginlove

Christine Nov 2016

high

it kills me
to know that you've turned to
those things.

you were getting better, you were.
you made a promise to me and to
yourself
that swore off those things

those things
that make you
giddy and glossy and
float and fall and
soar and sad and
dream and drunk

and make you not you.

i can't help you
no matter how much i want to or
how hard i try.

because in the end, it's you who will have to make the decision
you, who will have to control yourself
you, who will have to realize what you've become.

#love #drugs #help #control #**** #high #promise

Christine Nov 2016

again

i was so sure
that you were gone from my mind forever.

i am angry at myself
for letting you back in
i am angry at myself
for falling for you
again

i should have learned from my mistakes
i should have learned that
we just weren't meant to be and that
even though our love was strong
the times where i was sad
outweighed the times where i was happy.

and i refuse to blame you, because it really
wasn't just your fault.
it was mine too.

and so i'm angry that i messed up
and i'm angry that you messed up
and i just wish that you would be gone from my mind now
but it doesn't seem like that's happening
anytime soon.

#love #anger #hurt #mistakes

Christine Oct 2016

our story, love

love,
our story is
different.
it is not like
all of the other
stories that
fill up libraries
and occupy
the minds of
people on this
earth.

love,
our story is
beautiful.
it is not absolutely
flawless or
perfect
but yet,
its imperfections
are what makes
it different.

love,
our story is
unique.
it is not at all
cliche or
normal
but yet,
its craziness
is what makes
it beautiful.

love,
our story is
ours.
it is not, will not
be anyone
else's
and still
its characters
are what makes
it different,
beautiful,
unique,
and ours.

and love,
i love
our story.

#love #heart #beautiful #story #different #unique

Christine Oct 2016

twine

my heart feels like it's been bound
by twine
thinning, fraying, splitting, cutting
the soft metronome of my pulse feels
heavier and heavier
each thud thunders in my body and i
start to drown, simply because
the twine is choking my heart so tightly
taking away my breath
and forming it into tears
all because of him

#love #hurt #relationship #unwanted