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Fel Apr 2014
It's weird
How when we talk
I always ask you questions
Like
"Do you like your job?"
Or
"What was your math teacher last year?"
Cause I want to know more about you
But you ask me questions too
Like
"Why do you change the subject so much?"
Or
"Why are you getting defensive?"
Or the classic,
"Why do you stop right in the middle of all your sentences?"
Cause you want to get under my skin
I can tell
You want to see
What cracks me
What breaks me
What makes me cringe
But that's ok--
I'm the same exact way!

The only difference
Is
What will you do with that information?
When I meet someone, I like to find out their insecurities right away, cause if they're someone who I think is pretty special, I want to make sure I don't talk about touchy subjects with them, or do things that make them uncomfortable. I want to know that kind of stuff so I can avoid breaking the person down.
However, with knowing these things, you could also cause a lot of damage to a person, and essentially break them, if you really wanted to.

This one boy is trying to break down my barriers, but I don't know if the intent is good or bad. I guess I'll have to find out....
Fel Apr 2014
I'm being torn in two
My two halves are fighting again

The good side
The Mormon girl
She wants to be righteous
She wants to do all that she is supposed to
Stay on the path
Be worthy
Be active in the church
Go to BYU
Meet a return missionary
Get married in the temple
Start a family
Have five or so kids
Grow old
Stay in the church
And die
Knowing she raised a good Mormon family

And then there's the bad side
The rebel
She wants to do want she really wants
She wants piercings
She wants tattoos
She wants to be radical
Live her own life
Without consequences
From those Above
Go to college...elsewhere
Meet someone like her
Get married on the beach
(Or not at all!)
Maybe have a family
Couple kids
And live her days
Rebelliously
Enjoying her days
Not caring for tomorrow

And each side
Have their ups and downs

So

       Why

                 Not

                          Both?

And that's where my struggle lies
And how to combine the two
Nearly opposite sides
Into one
Imperfect whole
And that's what I'll be doing
For the rest of my days
Until I die
After I die
Is combine my two halves
And make one
And make Me
Just trying to define myself
Fel Apr 2014
There's still something there
I lied when I had said
Nothing
But nothing
The spark that was there between us
It still exists
It is not dead
The glowing embers
Are slowly coming back to life
As we play War
And laugh at eachother's stories
These glowing embers
Will soon grow to a wildfire
And burn everything in its path
Cause the pull of out hearts
They're stretching again
The rubber bands between us
Are making us snap back together again
Dont break the elastic

Don't break me

And I promise to do the same
Fel Apr 2014
You beat me to the punchline
And gave me a black eye
With your lack of eye contact
Whenever you speak to me
Which isn't speaking
You say two words
Two. Words.
Hi.
And yeah.
Two ******* words.
Add some more
I can't remember your voice
Look me in the eyes
I can't remember their color
Do something!
Say **something!
Still dealing with this ****
Fel Apr 2014
Him
She said
"Describe him to me."

My mind pulled up a blank
To describe him...
No
Impossible
You would have had to
See the way
He is
From my eyes
If that makes sense?
I sure hope it does
Fel Apr 2014
If you were to ask me
How I would describe myself
With two words
That's what I'd say
Considering that I'm labeled a Saint, I sure don't act like it.
  Apr 2014 Fel
Josh Murphy
No such thing as darkness, just the absence of light.
No such thing as cold,just the absence of heat.
No such thing as hate, just the absence of *love.
Trying to explain hate with science
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