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Enzo Badia Feb 2011
As I sit here thinking,
Her words keep coming and my heart keeps beating.
As I sit here wanting,
Her lips keep teasing and my feet keep freezing.
As I sit here wishing,
Her hair keeps swaying and my arms keep reaching.
As I sit here loving,
Her eyes keep looking and the world stops turning.
Written on January 25th, 2010.
Enzo Badia Feb 2011
It was never an act of love,
At least not a first.
Your face held an expression of lust,
And your touch had the ability to quench my thirst.

It was never an act of love,
At least not at the start.
However you seemed alone and lost,
So I began to worry and never let us be apart.

It was never an act of love,
At least not in the beginning.
But I found myself thinking of you,
Your words and laughter always kept me grinning.

It was never an act of love,
And I intended to keep it that way.
But your goodbyes tie my heart in a knot,
So I think I’m going to ask you to stay.
Written on January 25th, 2010.

The first of many freewrites. These occur when I'm in class or bored out of my mind. They aren't the best, but I hope you enjoy this one and the ones that follow it.
Enzo Badia Feb 2011
At times I feel amazing,
Like when you turn to smile my way.
At times I feel like ****,
Like when I sense no emotions behind
The words you say.

I guess its because I miss you,
That my heart worries if
You miss me too.
And I guess its because I need you,
That when you’re away, I feel alone
And bruised.

Maybe this is envy,
Or maybe I’m afraid of a sudden truth.
However, I’m sure I know the reason.
It is because I’m in love,
And I will endure this suffering for you.
Written on January 16th, 2010.
Enzo Badia Feb 2011
Something in the way you move
When you walk away,
Tells me there’s nothing left to prove.
You my dear, don’t want me to stay.

You torment me,
With your playful mood.
Holding my hand
And allowing me to kiss you.
You should have never said those words,
Without being absolutely sure,
That I would be the one to save you
And shine a light in your dim world.

You of all should have know,
How weak I can be.
I followed you here,
Thinking it was destiny.
My heart was held out to you,
And now I watch it bleed.
Written on December 28th, 2009.
Enzo Badia Feb 2011
***
Well let’s take it slow.
There’s no rush, tonight is all yours.
Take your time,
Pull on my lapel,
Go ahead and bite me
As I tighten my grip on your hair.

When you’re ready
I’ll lay you down gently,
Pull of whatever is left,
Tell you everything’s okay,
Caress your soft chest,
Until I’m sure you’re
Dripping wet.

Tonight won’t be something ordinary,
Nor something from a fantasy.
Its somewhere in between.
You’ll feel like magic,
But I’ll make you remember
The harshness of reality.

There’s no need to panic
When everything starts shaking.
Its all normal and expected,
So ride on my dear,
Till your back starts breaking.

Eventually you’ll memorize
The pattern of our bodies
When they move from side to side.
Its quite the strange delight,
Hearing your beautiful tune
As I hit you from behind.

When its time to close,
Scream my name, let it show.
Dig your nails into my skin,
Get your body to bend,
Get low.
Gasp for air, beg me to stop.

In.
Out.
Explode.

After reaching the end.
I’ll lay you down again,
Covering you with soft kisses,
Thanking you for fulfilling my body’s wishes.
Then we’ll lay here together,
Studying eachother with dreamy eyes,
Hoping that tonight,
Won’t be the last time.
Written on December 24th, 2009.

Nothing like Christmas and lust to break my second ecounter with Writer's block.
Enzo Badia Feb 2011
Lately I’ve been dreaming,
Of the old days. Oh its amazing,
How things have changed. Back then,
When nothing made us worry, Back when
We were free, I loved it when you smiled
At me. I’m sure it was you, who was first
To make my heart skip a beat.
I remember how we used to hold hands,
Every second of every day, whenever we had
the chance. I also remember the feeling
Of holding you in my arms, and how you
Always made me happy when I was sad,
Afterwards saying something like “Psh, that was hard.”
Your sarcasm, geez,
Something I definetly dont ever again want around me.

But you know, what I remember most,
Are the things you had to say, Before
You went away.


“Before I go, I just
Want you to know, That I
Wont cry anymore. That I’ll never be
Lonely, because all the memories of you,
Will keep me company. I wish I could stay,
Even if it were for just one more day.
You’ll forever be in my heart, and I promise
To never forget your name. There are
So many things, I want to say to you, but
I have no more time left, so listen because
I’m going to say the words I hold most true.”

“I Love You.
I Love You.
I Love You.”


Never again,
Did I ever get that same fuzzy feeling.
I tell my friends about you all the time,
But they just don’t believe me.
Written on February 2nd, 2009.
Enzo Badia Feb 2011
Just because I love,
It doesn’t mean I’ll always smile.
It doesn’t mean I’ll hold your hand for a while.
It doesn’t mean that for you, I’d walk countless miles.

Just because I love,
It doesn’t mean I’ll give you my name.
It doesn’t mean I’ll take all the blame.
It doesn’t mean that I’d hold you close, and kiss you in the rain.

Just because I love,
Don’t assume I clearly see.
Don’t assume its just you and me.
Don’t assume I’d let you take advantage of me.
Just because I love - My friendship isn’t guaranteed.
Written on January 19th, 2009.

It was an assignment for my 11th grade English class. One of the few times I didn't mind homework.
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