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 Dec 2015
lucy winters
I read letters you never wrote
folded and unfolded
hidden in the empty space
of your leaving coat
I take a drag of my last cigarette
and take a sip from our glass
of old regrets
I listen to sad songs
that mean nothing
and pray for the peace
I know should come
but nothing seems to bring
I unpack empty suitcases
filled with all the things
your leaving told I lacked
I sleep with ghosts
your monsters  
my regrets
and our memories
but what we really need
is just to let it be
I wish I could say
you could hold on
to the old promises
but the truth is simply this
this nothing
that resides
where your lies used to hide
this is all that remains
of what used to sustain
For blue
 Sep 2015
Danielle Shorr
I go out to dinner with a near stranger
we sit on the same side of the booth and
I think about how you're the only one who
knows how much I hate that

I drink a drink with ***** and lime and
***** and it almost makes me feel like
I know who I am when I'm with someone else

I don't think of you often but last night I did
I remembered how your arms are the
only place where I am not self-conscious

I lie next to him on my balcony and
there are a lot of stars above us but
I'm the only one who notices

he is thinking about what I look like naked and
I'm counting how many hours of sleep
I will get if he leaves before 2

there is not an absence of feeling,
just a different kind than I'm used to
he touches my hand and I smile in
a way that doesn't feel forced

I spend a day with a near stranger and realize
there is so much he does not know about me,
so much he doesn't care to

like how I got my nose pierced at 14 or
the amount of time I spend in the mirror each morning
picking myself into something I can carry only semi-confidently

he only learns I can't ride a bike when he asks if I want to
he has no idea that my blonde is shielding a deep brown or
when I got the freckle above my lip or
the inch long scar underneath my chin

he doesn't care and that's okay
when he leaves we say I miss you but
in a different way than I'm used to

it is not a pain swelling to be morphined
nor is it a pulling from the gut but instead
it is the ever temporary desire to fill the excess lonely

we say I miss you and still mean it but
it is not the missing that a body feels for
a phantom limb

I am with him now and probably will be again but
moving on doesn't mean I don't miss you
it only means I'm trying not to

just because I'm all right doesn't mean
I don't wonder how you are
I can still be happy with the existence of a quiet ache

but yes I do
miss you,
I will until the day I can sleep without having to count sheep
I will miss you even if there are no stars in the sky to remind me

I don't think of you but last night I did
the moon was too bright and
I was the only one
who noticed
 Sep 2015
raw with love
Let's steal my father's car
even though I don't have my license yet
even though you're not allowed to drive in this country.
Let's run away to a place
where your parents aren't fighting
where your mother is healthy
where my family isn't toxic
where I'm not burdened with crushing responsibilities.
Let's roam endlessly under the stars
with only the moon to keep us company;
let's escape to a place
where the cops won't pull us over
where only you and I will matter;
let's escape to a time
when you and I can happen.
Let's drive away to a place
where our laughter will resonate
for miles around;
where your face will bathe in starlight;
where we can be the only lovers left alive in the galaxy;
where your soft lips can touch mine again;
where your fingers can draw patterns all over my skin
with invisible paint;
where we can fight until we make out:
your lips
my hips
your hands
my hands;
let's run away to a place
where nothing else matters;
to a time
when we can forget about the world.
Let's escape and paint the world anew
in screaming color,
in bright lights,
in loud sounds;
let's leave all fears behind
because you've been hurt
and I've been hurt
but I've had enough of being wary,
I've had enough of guarding myself.

Let's steal my father's car
and run away together
to a time and place
when and where together exists.

I'm sick and tired of this pride,
Of building walls around us,
I don't believe in
amori vincit omnia
but maybe I can warm your heart up
and you can stitch my scars up
and maybe this will be enough.
 Aug 2015
Brij
Though I can't ask you to miss me,
but day will come, you will find me in morning dew,
Remember me as a person you never knew,
Will look for my existence but it will fade out,
Last word I said will bring glimpse of smile and tears to your eyes.
Though I cannot ask you but you will miss me.
 Aug 2015
flustered
i love the smell
of rain before downpour
and the sound of the first few raindrops
falling angry on the roof
i like to pretend its the sound of
you knocking at the door,
eager to come home
 Aug 2015
flustered
i fell for you
when you weren't looking,
but
i loved you
when it was too late
i'm sorry
i held onto something that never really mattered to you
Some line from the song of Darren Espanto "Stuck". I only added two words from the line. Go! check out his song its awesome. :)
Special mention to the original writer of the title. I just copy it somewhere. sorry. Just message me if you want me to edit it. :)
 Jul 2015
Alexander O
As I smoke my last cigarette I'm thinking of you
I always thought that everytime I exhale the smoke of the cig.
I would erase you from my mind
and as I inhale it I try to forget you
but sadly I can't
Because the truth is you still hold a part in my heart and I'm still hung up on you.

-S.S
 Jul 2015
yuki
--
it's no lie when I said that I felt eternity
but I always did nothing but repeatedly make you sad.

please let me sleep with your name resounding in my head
the passing days
the weeks and months
they drew us apart
your name hurts my mouth when I speak it out loud
the name which i can not call out
it burns my lips when I whisper

we were  looking for the the others faults when
we should have looked at each other

my limbs are trembling to the sound of storm
hitting the glass of my window
the sound of it kills the silence
the tranquility I seek
the repose I need

I don't want you to fade
even though the last memories of you
envenom my insides
like a snakebite

my body is rotting away, returning me to earth
she embraces me like a mother

I want to hear, even a sigh
a small hearbeat that isn't and won't be there
that little rythm

my nightmares are unchanging
the drowning days
their weight piles up on me
a burden.

the spider lily is in bloom
the moon will fall
this second winter is standing still
spring will not come again

it's cold but I won't lock the door.
Maybe you'll come.
Maybe spring will be with you.
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