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 Jan 2017
Holly
It's always little things that take me back to you.

A lyric in a song.
A shimmer in the snow.
A dark lonely street.
When I have to let someone go.

The darkness of my own hair,
And how it looks against your skin.
The softest of touch,
And elegant curves that reflect your grin.

The sleepless nights in this apartment.
The photos on my wall.
The pain inside my heart.
You're image is in it all.

The journals that I keep.
The drawings I recreate.
The tears that fall.
All the things I hate.

Because of you I'm forced to live.
This new found notion; "I want to be strong."
Even though you're not around to care...
Who would have thought I'd make it this long.

You say you love her,
But you can't seem to remain true.
Please remember..,
I love a lot of people, but I am in love with you.
 Jan 2017
Afrodita Nestor
Nothing lasts
nothing, Love
all is dust
all is, Love

Woke up hoping
morning flames
dozed off hopeless
with no name

Day by day
all the same
blinding light
drunken game

I try to be
try so hard
caught inside
have no luck

I know I can
you say so
but cannot take
another blow

So whisper gently
in my ear
what I want
so bad to hear

Whisper gently
let me breathe
to hear your voice
is all I need

Nothing lasts
nothing, Love
all is dust
all but us
Copyright Afrodita Nestor (inspired by the words of a dancing soul I came across)
 Feb 2016
The Revolutionist
How could I love her
if I could never love myself...

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