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 Feb 2014 ComplicatedCharmer
Lux
I hate how you can get up
Leave so easily
Act as if it doesn't hurt you
As if you feel nothing
And me I am foolish here,
Talking about you at 4 a.m.
To someone who could never even grasp the things,
The love that i feel for you and how could they,
They have not kissed your lips
Or felt your touch
They have not heard the laughter that escapes  
And I can’t help but want to hate you,
It would be so much easier to hate you
But my heart, it calls for you no matter how much,
How many times I try to move on,
You are no longer here
You shut me off
Letting me know I was no longer welcomed in your heart
but that I am implanted there in the seams of your heart
And your thoughts they scare you,
After all that’s what you told me.
sad feelings are too overwhelming.
 Feb 2014 ComplicatedCharmer
Lux
It was a safe zone
standing so far
looking over
staying away from
when it seemed it was just
an attractive face
who seemed so
egotistical
opinionated
and arrogant
someone who was cold
and would never understand me
respect me
love me
and it was much easier
thinking you were this awful person
than finding out you weren't.
I wish they were still that awful person to me.
There is a line.
Although we lack the
mere knowledge of
even the whereabouts
of this line.
"When does one cross the line?"
When I reach into your bag and
take what's rightfully yours?
When he puts his hand under
your blouse without consent?
When you fear what you want
to tell someone
may come off as "demanding"

"When does one cross that line?"
I'm so done
with being
curious.
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