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No thoughts, concerns, hesitations.
Worries can wait.
Happiness shouldn't.
Despite how fleeting it may turn out to be.

I'm happy with him.
Happy enough to forget
about the clouds that have a tendency
to settle into the snug horizon.

He's like a red balloon
that keeps me looking up.
Distracted from all the cracks in the pavement
that make me trip.
Oblivious to the wavering skies.
Focused solely on keeping my eyes
on patterns of movements.
Memorizing this new thing.
Piloting something unknown.

Let's refrain from using maps that lead down past paths.
I'll use my sense of adventure to navigate my way.
Illuminate the trails
with the colors of your mind.
If I get lost, I'll anchor down in your arms.

Clutching each of these moments
with a ferocity that
most will never understand.

Let them question why
I'm staring at reflections of light
through a bit of plastic.
They'll never know
that you gave me rainbows.

All the more reason to look at the bright-side.
Silently and scrupulously looking at my dad for a minute, I asked,
"What is it like to get old?"
He turned his attention away from the computer screen
Met my gaze
Took a deep breath in, and began,

"You don't realize just how fast life goes by, until it's gone.
One day, you look in the mirror, and realize that twenty years have gone by.
It's a different person in the mirror than what you expected.
Some days, I look at your mother
And it feels like I've only known her for a few months.
Other days I look at her, and she's just so different from the woman I met.
We've grown and changed so much together.
I am, to this day, learning new things about her,
And all of them make me love her more.
Yeah, she can't cook for ****, and she talks in tangential circles
Which I just can't keep up with.
But since day one I was smitten with her.
And to this day I'm surprised that she actually chose
To spend the rest of her life with me.
Getting old with the right person makes getting old bearable."
Whenever somebody would ask my mother how her day was, she would respond,
"Getting better, just like fine wine."
Now I know why.
 Dec 2012 Emily Rogan
Halliday
You wore extra sunblock because you admired the girls in magazines
That had skin like porcelain free of any blemish or distinguishable mark
When freckles began to spread across your skin you would cry to yourself
Because you felt farther away from your idea of beauty than ever before

When you started wearing makeup to cover them up it broke my heart
Because your freckles were the first thing that I fell in love with
The way they scattered across your face like stars in the night sky
It made me feel like I was looking at something rare and extraordinary

When you said I was too good for you I thought it was just a lame excuse
I assumed you never really loved me to begin with so I decided to give up
I really wish I hadn't been too upset to look you in the eyes that day
Because if I had I would have seen the sadness and heartbreak in them
And I would have known that you really believed all of the things you said

I never forgot the girl with the freckles and a part of me never stopped loving her
Once you love somebody I think a part of you holds on forever
I wish I could tell her that every time I look at the stars I see her face
 Dec 2012 Emily Rogan
Beeha
voicing
 Dec 2012 Emily Rogan
Beeha
envied by the current generation,
able to go out wild and free,
for i long the taste of freedom,
and eager to begin my journey.

envied by the current generation,
able to see the light of the world,
i wish the ancient would understand,
the craving i’ve been looking for.

“the world is full of danger,” they say,
and i deny not what they say,
but life is never full of roses,
so why still must i stay?

i wish i have another life,
a life that is full of rhythm,
so beautiful yet so deadly,
and not as melancholy as already is.
Your green eyes sparkle under the moon
A smile on your lips
We talk for hours
It's never over
Summer then
Winter now
I wish you were still here

The sun on our skin
The laugh on your lips
I punched your arm
You grabbed my wrist and didn't let go
I pulled away
I wish I didn't
I wish you were still here

A smile to me across the crowd
The dimples on your cheeks
The way you said Im beautiful when I said I wasn't
The way you hugged me close before you left
The frown on your face then you  had to leave me
I had never felt a sadness as bad as then
I pray to god you'll come back

After all these months
I still think of you every day
And hope for your return
I still love you
Please come back
Please never leave
I wish you were still here
It's not what you think so ask before you tell
 Dec 2012 Emily Rogan
rachel g
I just want to laugh at what I used to be
laugh at what I am today
just laugh hysterically

then do fifty crunches, run three miles,
and disregard everything that hurts.
 Dec 2012 Emily Rogan
Matt Holt
I can't see the shore
I have no idea where I am
We have one chance to get everything right
I've seen so many ships sailing
just to sink.

— The End —