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weirdlittlealien Apr 2016
last Tuesday you left me flowers on my doorstep,
but i was still running down the stairs
when you had walked back through the gate;
you kicked down the sign as you passed -
the one with the chipped wood and peeling paint

i must admit i ripped up the petals,
he loves me, he loves me not
i watched them fall to the ground then wither and curl
now the sign you never read is nailed back up;
for rent but never for sale
weirdlittlealien Mar 2016
you walked through my mind countless times
and your name brushed my lips more than i can remember

but your footsteps never left prints on the pathways in my heart
and the seeds you planted in my lungs never grew into trees

you were an empty page that i could still read
and you told me to fill it
*but you left before i could speak
weirdlittlealien Mar 2016
i send my eleven wishes out to you
open the catch and force it through

throw the pennies down the line
to the new fortune
weirdlittlealien Feb 2016
i could tell you were in love** because you started showing up more often and I could tell you were in love because you sat in a different seat then you usually did and i could tell you were in love by the way you bit your lip for a moment before reminding yourself to stop and I could tell you were in love because you entered the room with the most bashful smile on your face and your hands were shaking a little bit and there was a tint of pink on your cheeks and I could tell you were in love because you started to change yourself; the way you dressed, the way you did your hair- and i couldn't understand why you were trying to change something that was already so perfect to begin with and I could tell you were in love by the way you spoke about love like you understood it so well, you spoke about it while looking across the room at someone with your pupils dilated and this was love as i had never seen before and I could tell you were in love but just not with me
weirdlittlealien Jan 2016
you're so dull
but in such an artistic way
your black soul, blue face
sparkle with so much brightness

i dont understand
why you don't see what i do
weirdlittlealien Jan 2016
you say you're "sorry"
but then, there you are
doing the same things again.
and see, this is why i
mustn't trust you, even if i wish i could
because i'm scared
that the next time you say
you're "sorry"
the bruise that you've left me with
won't be able to fade

you say that you're sorry.
but you don't know much it hurts
and you know, i am sorry too.
but 'sorry' is just a word
  Jan 2016 weirdlittlealien
Emma
He hides a small birthmark that has the shape of a whale on his upper thigh that he treasures. I think that's why he's always loved the ocean.

2. He is like winter: cold and distant for a while but then slowly melts away. He'll be silent for days, but don't worry...he will come back in time.

3. He'll say "I miss you" in the dead of night, in the cold of winter, in the break of dawn or in the heat of the summer. He will drop it like a bomb and it'll shatter your bones but remember he's not yours  to hold forever.

4. He will want you to hug him and he will want it so bad that he will ask you to do it. Please don't ever turn this opportunity down, you will never want to know the pain of not feeling his warmth.

5. His love will feel like a forest fire but it'll leave trails of ash when it's gone. Learn to deal with the burn as you enjoy the heat.

6. You will swim oceans for him and reach for the moon but sometimes even that will not be enough.
It may never be enough.
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