I want to live in a country house.
the smell of hay will embrace me
the smell of the grass upon the ground will comfort me
and when it rains i'll go outside
and feel the droplets of water on my face
A golden retiever will be my companion
A hot cup of fresh coffee will mark the start of my day
I will read a book
I will listen to music until dawn
I will think about what could have been
but right before I close my eyes
I'll be happy.
By myself but not alone.
Happy to go solo.
What does it mean to be happy? Dear John by Nicholas Sparks reminds me of this mood. I miss reading a good book. I miss the Nicholas Sparks novels haha
And here we are
Five years running
and nothing to show
except the slowed
and an absence
of what once was
Except you don't know
know that I'm
know that I'm
if I'm behind in
I feel I'm at a loss
because we met each other
and now I'm just pointed bones
and you are the sun
and I'm greedy
for still wanting a piece of you
But I am burnt
I didn't think I'd write this kind of poem about you.
green is the color of evil in your eyes
green was your mind when you touched another's ***
green is the color of my mother's envy
green is the color of my disgust.
they say green is the color of a brand new start
"green means go"
"green means life."
now i don't know what green stands for anymore.
sometimes infidelity comes unannounced
my heart is undeserving
of your love for me
my soul it's dark with stories
this world can never hear.
it's not that I don't like you
it's not that I don't care
but I love you so, I can't hurt you.
So I am staying away.
your life's so multicolored
your laugh is so contagious
to me you are so precious
do me a favor, please stay away.
everything I touch I hurt
everyone I love are broken
i don't want you to be one of them
so I will love you from afar.
you do not really have to worry
i've been on this journey alone
i've been okay so i can promise
i will be fine, on my own.
my heart's so undeserving
of your love for me.
you are my everything
so do me favor, please stay away.
i love you with all my heart, but i will only bring you pain.
a smooch on the cheek
a bite on the lip
the warmth of your tongue
your eyes I can't resist.
Your eyes are talking
your hands are moving
my body is warm
my heart is beating
You’re a metaphor
For everything I have ever wanted
But never had
I’m getting tired of saying
I don’t want to talk to people to lie
I don’t want to pretend in meetings
I can’t take time off to lie to myself