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I wish NYC had more stars so I could compare them to how dim they are to your eyes.
Plus stargazing is cool.
My confidence
Hides my insecurities

My strength
Is  an illusion

My calm
Masks a *storm
Inspired by this tumblr post: http://the-doctors-sexiest-companion.tumblr.com/post/104173422178/insp
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Help [10w]
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I can't concentrate
all I can think about is
*YOU.
shut up and dance
by walk the moon
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Sweater
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I stole your sweater today...
You didn't seem to mind.
I used it as my in-class pillow
but really,
I was secretly inhaling you,
feeling your warmth evaporate slowly,
the soft cotton pressed to my cheek...
I'm addicted to you...
but I can't have you,
and this is the best I'll ever get...
So lemme pretend you love me and your holding
all my broken pieces together...

before i whisper "I love you"
addicted to you
by avicii

sweater weather
by the neighborhood

night vision binoculars
by passenger
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No
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No
NO
     NO
          NO**
I can't
I shouldn't
fall in love with you
again....
more than a feeling
by boston
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Things about me that I should be proud of but don't really care much for:

-The way I can mend people sometimes...
-The way I can have impromptu dance parties when the right song comes on...
-The way I can beat your *** if you hurt my friends...
-The way I can show you the love you deserve...
-The anger and rebellion inside of me that I've held in for so long...
-Somehow being able to tolerate and bear with the little freedom I have the and the want to have more...
-Being able to deal with my crushes, keeping them somewhat in check XD
-The smashing buttons that I can do and still win the video games I play c:
-My stubbornness
-How I'm gonna smack you :D and then act all innocent :P
-My music taste
-My loyalty to my friends
off the top of my head lol
I'll Be Alone  Now
Daydreaming of the Future
"Ain't It Fun  Moving On?"
They'll ask.
But I haven't moved on.

It was some Holiday when we last talked.
You called me an Anklebiter
And I told you to Grow Up
You told me that I was just another One of Those Crazy Girls
But
I'm Not Angry Anymore
I'd just Hate to See Your Heart Break

This is Proof that
I'm Still Into You.
This song is my Last Hope.
A poem in honor of Paramore's Self-Titled Deluxe album coming out. Pretty bad but whatever.
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