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Monika Jan 2014
You will find love.
She will come unexpectedly,
you won't see her coming.
She will have hair as soft as sand
and eyes so bright you will swear
you'll be able to survive without the sun
so long as she is looking at you.
She will be the first girl to ever reject you.
Mainly because she will be too caught up
inside fictional characters and loud music.
You will find her with her head in a book,
a coffee cup in her hand and the widest
smile you'll ever see.

You will make her fall for you,
and you'll constantly have this feeling
in your chest that will let you know
you have everything you need.
Your heart will be beating so fast
and so hard you will feel it
almost bursting from your ribcage.

You will fall in love with her laugh
and the way she always seems to stain
your shirts with coffee
when she wears them.
They always will look better on her.
It will feel like a dream. You will constantly
worry that she will find someone better,
someone who likes the same bands
and books as her.

When she does, you will burry yourself
in women who have the same color eyes
as her. You will drink shot after shot
in hopes of forgetting her name –
we both know you will end up
forgetting your own first.
Monika Jan 2014
his smile was so ******* blinding
i'm sure those eyes could see past the
fake smile and look straight into the soul
and every time i touched his face
i was left with bloodstains on my clothes
it wasn't even love anymore
but instead an addiction i wanted it to hurt
i wanted to come out puffing and panting
this isn't fair it causes so much pain
but i wouldn't have it any other way
Monika Aug 2013
What am I supposed
To do with these
Empty sheets and
Worn out dreams?
Monika Jul 2013
could it be
that the blood
running through
my veins is blue?
because i am not
like them i am
different
i'm in pain
Monika Jul 2013
they say that the devil
is beautiful but so very
evil and i always
wondered how
something that looks
so pure could have
such a contaminated
soul
but i looked into your
eyes and dug my way
into your mind and i
realized that perhaps
the most precious
things have the
power to destroy
anything
Monika Jul 2013
bottles of pills shoved
down my throat could
never erase the memories
i have of you

the scars on my wrists
are just another reminder
of the times i tried to get
rid of the sound of your
laughter

i wish i could say there
was no more
but everything reminds
me of you

i burned every last letter
you wrote me
thinking it would be the
end of us

but your smell still lingers
on my white sheets no matter
how hard i try to wash it out

turns out i can never
get rid of you

— The End —