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Delilah Summers Apr 2014
Dear boy with the dragon tattoo;
this is not a love poem, this is not a sad poem, nothing but a simple thank you letter. You're meant to read this because you wanted to have a little look into my soul.
What you haven't noticed is that I've felt alone, empty, betrayed, hated, and unwanted for so long. Even with the constant reminders that I could have meant something to someone who turned out to be the monster I was afraid of for so long.
You though, you complete me. You make me happy, feel appreciated, like I'm worth something. You're my knight in the shining armour but instead, you're a tattooed king, without the greed for gold, but rather, the heart of gold. I cannot see myself not talking to you, being weird, silly, happy, fulfilled.
All I really want to tell you is that you're everything my heart has ever yearned for and even though I'm a very difficult person to deal with, you decided to deal with me and try your best to keep a smile on my face.
So maybe I did lie, maybe this is a love poem. But nothing too sappy, you're just the person you are, and I'm the person that I am, but together, we are a beautiful, dimpled, flawless duo.
You say "I'm an open book",
But you're as closed as your eyes.
Trapped inside your sleepless slumber,
It came to me as no surprise.
Delilah Summers Apr 2014
Moving on is very easy. Easier than you ever imagined. Every time you think of them, just take a deep breath, count to 10, and **** them again in your head.
  Apr 2014 Delilah Summers
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If you have anxiety
and you think your shaking voice is a weakness, marry somebody
who thinks it is the sweetest thing
they have ever heard. Marry somebody
who judges the quality of words

instead. Or if they get stuck in your head
like that one thing you said at a party 2 years ago

that you still regret.
Delilah Summers Apr 2014
Ever caught yourself halfway falling for someone?
It feels like you've just been pricked by the most beautiful rose, the beauty of it puts you in awe, but the blood frightens you. You smile but all you can think of is how the person before them made you smile like that. You wish you could just hold them, feel their presence around you but you want to stay safe and alone. They're your idea of a perfect escape from reality and everything painful because everything real that you've experienced has left you broken and in the dirt. Despite everything, you're still sitting there looking at the beautiful rose, you remove everything painful about it and sit there with pure beauty and perfection because this rose is exactly what you are when you're with this person. You two, are this combined, pure, beauty.
Delilah Summers Apr 2014
Your hands
Your rough touch
Your warm eyes
Your soft lips
Your undeniable lust
Your love
Your body
Your heart

My heartbreak
My denial
My insecurity
My feelings
My trust
My dead soul
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