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danny Jul 2015
Once, there was a boy
With brown, sandy hair
Blue, twinkly eyes
And a beating heart.

And he met a girl

But lost his brown, sandy hair
To
Greasy, lifeless hair
Blue, dying eyes
And an aching heart

**And he lost that girl
danny Jul 2015
"hello."*
He mumbled shyly
He was cute
Bright green eyes and
Messy black fringy hair.
Texting
Calling
Chatting
Was our pastime together
Months later..
"Happy Valentine's day!"
"Happy Monthsary, babe!"
"Happy Anniversary!"
It was all too fast
But fun
"Who's that?"
I asked, looking over his shoulder
As we were sprawled on the sofa, cuddling.
His text read,
"hello."
To a girl
Another
And I felt sad
Because those were the words he first said to me
He said,
"Nothing."
And I believed it.
But then he stopped texting me
Calling
Nor chatting
He stopped remembering
Valentine's Day
Our Monthsary
Our Anniversary
and stopped saying
I love you

Boys.
Boys could say he likes you,
Boys could pinch you playfully,
Boys could love you endlessly,
And say you didn't mean a thing.

**Boys
  Jul 2015 danny
black butterfly
I've tried understanding you
Though you always complicate things
You asked me to hold on
But it is best to let us go

I am always the one to blame
For everything that went wrong
It is like you were floating
While I was falling

You'd never sang me a love song
When I have written a hundred poems about you
I know you're lying when you said you still love me
Still believed in you anyway

Where's the good in goodbye?
Found it when I finally said,
Goodbye tears
Goodbye love that hurts
*Goodbye us
Finally I am letting go of you.
danny Jul 2015
"Stop looking at me like that."*

"Like what?"

"Like you love me. Like I mean something to you. Because, heck, I *don't."
danny Jul 2015
It was a Sunday
A tragic Sunday
It was unbelieveable
How beautiful it turned on Monday
And you were so faithful
During Tuesday
Why do you play me like this?
You know Wednesday is my special day
But then we faded on Thursday
You went cold on Friday
And left me in the dark,
Barren, trembling on Saturday
  Jul 2015 danny
alcohol goddess
You see,
i am not a singer.
I am a sinner.
I have no future
like a lady,
and my past is dodgy and shady,
at best.
Yet, you can rest.
Even though I am a liar,
i am not a murderer,
nor a thief.
Yes you will never know
where you stand with me,
but i could tell you.
But you never wanted that,
did you?
You hoped for a weekend with the slutty girl,
a week at most.
You never wanted to hold me at my worst,
only to admire me at my best.
Well, i pity you,
I pity you because you could not see the beauty
that my chaos is.
  Jul 2015 danny
celey
let's play 21 questions
your questions will go from
how old are you
to
are you still a ******
my questions will go from
what's your favorite color
to
what's the worst thing you've done

both wanting to already know
if what's barely beginning
to happen yet
will be worth it
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