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810 · Feb 2013
A letter to Myself
Francisco DH Feb 2013
Dear Me,

You have done things in the past
Done them fast
With no second thought
But now You regret the choices you made
And when the time comes you will have to pay

But until then Try hard to do what's right
Ignore the ones who get you frustrated
Don't give in and fight

Write everything down like you are doing now
Write when you are sad, write when you want out

Hold closely the ones who are your friends
Because you never know when that friendship will end
Hold them close stitch them to your heart if you have to
Because they are the people who love you
Don't forget to hold you family close also

Keep your head up when you are brought down
When they breach the walls you placed
And they throw the words like spears to your head
When they beat you and flog you
make you raw mentally and emotionally
Just keep your head up

You shoot me down but I won't fall I am Titanium
Sing this when you need to

be the best person you can be
Be the person you want them to see and enjoy
Try hard every day to do what you can
Try to be a good man

Sincerely,
Yourself
809 · Jan 2014
"I want to be a real Boy"
Francisco DH Jan 2014
Because of society
I want to be a real boy.

My masculinity needs
to be measured by the grass stains on my white t-shirt
and my ability to flirt through phone numbers
like checking the items off my "to do" list.

Because of society
I want to be a real boy

My ability to love needs
to be measured by how often love comes and goes
Through the night at a price
And how often I can sneak back into to bed beside her
And she not even know.

Because of Society
I can't be a real boy
Another poem on being gay in a mostly straight world
807 · Nov 2013
To spit or not to spit?
Francisco DH Nov 2013
To spit or not too spit
That is the question.

Actually I don't stoop to the level where i must act in a childish way to get revenge.
Being *******, to me, that's the best revenge because I never talk to them again.
798 · Jul 2013
I should Have ( A letter)
Francisco DH Jul 2013
Dear you,

I miss you and as I am sitting here typing away my feelings like letting water flow I realize what I should have done. I should I have wrapped my arms around you though you would have protested and told you that things were going to be okay even if I didnt know what I was saying.
I should have never placed barriers between us to protect you because you were trying to climb over, well it seemed as if you were. All these should haves cloud my mind and whenever I think it over I begin to have the feeling of sadness as it grows. Each Should have feeds it and it grows taller and sadder.
I should have kissed you, ignoring the consequences that would be sure to follow.
I should have held your hand longer and Should have spoken to you more.
I shouldnt have lied and said that the candy was just for friends
I should have never say okay because it wasnt okay that I was being Second Choice.
I should have stood my ground and told you that I really like you and that me being some hand me down, some black market brand of clothing wouldnt do.
God, I miss you.
And the ways about you.
Your happiness when it leaked out.
Your smile when it broke through
Even you anger and your stupidity.
I miss all of that.
You were the best thing that happened to me but not because we were ever together because we never were but because everything I did was proof that I cared about you.
Now I am left with fragments of hopes and dreams always blurred with disire.
Anthony Taylor Triplett, A danger to say your name,
I still want you
I should give up I should stop with this wanting and this longing
Because It will never be. But I have never been one to look on the datk side of things.
I cling on to the notion that we will be togehther like a piece of lint refusing to let go of cloth.

I will close with this.

XOXO
I just let it all out
781 · Feb 2013
Alphabetic poem
Francisco DH Feb 2013
A time forgotten
Because we went separate ways.
Caution i have now
Did you intend for me to be
     Cautious?
Everywhere I go I get a feeling of
Fear. Not because of the wrong but
           Because of being hurt.
God! You still
Have me
In your grip.
Juggling these feelings that still                  
        remain.
Kite flying these feelings.
Longing to be rid of these feelings.
Moments turn to days.
Nothing is helping.
Oh!!
Perhaps i should go? Or maybe
Question myself? as to why i still          
     Think of you.
Registering that it is time to go.
So i drop that rose you made in the
Trash.
Under the sadness of letting go is
      Sense of
Victory.
Watching it land no more
Xoxo's
You are no longer there in my
   Mind. Because we never
Zinged.
Zinged is in reference to hotel transylvania
770 · Dec 2012
Thristy
Francisco DH Dec 2012
I am thirsty
But not for a cup of Black Coffee
Nor do I thirst for a cool refreshing glass of water
No, I thirst for your love

Nothing can taste sweeter than your love
Not even sweet tea
Not even soda with it's 32 grams of sugar
Only your love can excite my taste buds

I would sip it and not gulp it down
because I want to savor the taste
I don't want to drink fast
and not enjoy the beverage

I am thirsty for your love nothing else, nothing more
768 · Jun 2013
I am..
Francisco DH Jun 2013
I am
The boy who walks with his head down low
Blocking the white static that leaks from their mouths with the sounds I create with my mind.
I never look people in the eye not because I am afraid but because if they look into mine they will see all the secrets and all the pain. Shadows of my past, a past not worth mentioning.

I am
The girl who stares at her reflection and only sees the imperfection hanging from her sides.
I cover my arms with black sweaters  to hide the rough edges, the roads that will lead to a damaged heart.
I stare at the ceiling and see a world beyond my reach and the beatings of reality come and bruise my skin.

I am
The child who looks up to the one's who are "right" and mimic them, I am their puppet.
I see the world with colors.
The word "why" is always on the tip of my tongue always wanting to come out
like some popper.
I am too young to know what the world is really like so I stay safe in the comforts of my imagination.

I am
the stranger who longs to be heard but can never make a sound. My voice is a series of silent syllables.

I am.....
767 · Sep 2014
Poem
Francisco DH Sep 2014
Unto you, my only love, I bestow pearls laced with spider's silk.
767 · Feb 2013
Need New Phone service
Francisco DH Feb 2013
AT&T; was good but then I hit a dead zone
I need a company that doesn't go off one second then I get a signal the next
I need a company that will treat me like a customer should be treated

AT&T; was fine up to a point
Until I had to pay more to revice more
Until I had to work harder and deal with mixed messages

I need New phone service
A new service where I don't get all these wierd messages
Where I can pay less and recive more
I just need New phone service
If y'all read a "A letter to Him" y'all know this ain't 'bout the actual company ;)
765 · Sep 2013
Random Words with meaning.
Francisco DH Sep 2013
Purple
Winter Green
Hats
A
Non-attentive
Stupid
Ice
Wheat
Cocky
Funny
Show off
Romantic
763 · Jan 2014
Bio Poem
Francisco DH Jan 2014
Francisco
An opened heart, a loyal soul, a keeper of what must not be known.
A piece of his heart is planted for everyone where love had time to grow.
Lover of the silence when he is to himself,
The volumes spoken when with each word emotions are shown,
The knowledge which is sought to feed the brain itself.
Who feels the pressure of society with every step he takes,
The splinters in his chest from recent heartbreak,
Like his world keeps on spinning as he writes thoughts down.
Who fears he must, in society’s eyes, be second rate,
The movements of lips with malicious intent carrying no sound,
The concept of religion for he thinks that’s the world’s end.
Who would like to see how human life began,
His books on their tables with the words speaking his own truth,
Peace to reach from the deepest abyss to the point of every mountain.
Resident of his take it day by day, love every moment, leased youth.
Delacruz-Hernandez
762 · Nov 2013
Broken
Francisco DH Nov 2013
We hold onto dreams that are cracked
from when we were knocked back down to reality.
We hold onto these dreams with the notion
Our perseverance will repair the damage.
But we are wrong.
A dream broken is a dream broken.
758 · Jun 2013
Eh
Francisco DH Jun 2013
Eh
Don't tell, say, speak words that
cause me to shake, shiver, vibrate in fear.

Show me love, affection, compassion
But don't show hate, distaste, dread.

Just I don't know, have a clue or an idea.
Eh
756 · Feb 2013
Boundaries
Francisco DH Feb 2013
There are boundaries that I can not cross
I could breach one of these boundaries and fall back into place
Act like nothing has happened
But... I can't

This wall must come down, this Berlin Wall must go
It keeps me trapped to one side when I want to cross to the next.
This barrier must fall like The Roman Empire fell
Cause I want to be on the other side.

But this Boundary is one that must stay
must remain intact
Must stay for a long time
Because.... Crossing the line might lead to me demize
754 · Jul 2013
Cough Syrup
Francisco DH Jul 2013
Maybe one more will take
me on a trip to sleep.
754 · Jan 2014
Hand Me downs
Francisco DH Jan 2014
Every tear drop
Stains your shirt
but you don't care.

You rather I stain
A hand me down
While I am down
Than stain my skin with red.

It's no lie
I've done it before
Carved my tears
Deeper and Deeper
into my
Not so hand me downs
When I am down
Just not deep enough to be dead.

Each tear drop
Stains your shirt
But you don't care.
Francisco DH Jul 2014
You had your chance, you blew it
All the time I wasted on you
All the ******* you put me through
All the things you'd say, they were never true.
I gave you life
I gave my all
You weren't there
You let me fall
so watch me strike a match
You're just another picture to burn
746 · Jan 2013
Old Fashion
Francisco DH Jan 2013
I guess I am old fashioned
I have to ask premisson first before I ask him
I don't know why But I feel the need
Or something

Old Fashion I guess
739 · Oct 2013
Ripples
Francisco DH Oct 2013
Ripples in my heart, echo the love that once was.
Fading, slowly drifting from my heart like you walking away that night becoming the blur mixing with the the trees then nothing.
Fading, slowly growing in distance like you when you had to "work late" but you had already clocked out.
Ripples in my heart
they echo the love that once was
Fading
slowly
like you.
737 · Oct 2014
Origami
Francisco DH Oct 2014
I practice origami with the universe.
The corners kiss before their bodies are pressed closer together.
Stars overheat and I, I catch the supernova before it fades like the memory of yesterday's events.
Francisco DH Jun 2014
Wheels stretch their voices into the distance
Wind pushes aside a stoplight as it tries to cross the street
But the Sidewalk is lonely feeling cheated from it's purpose.

"Where are the feet," It fumes "I was promised!"

Doors brag of their over usage
Buildings groan in a fit of pleasure over their lack of space
But the sidewalk is left to build up anger, so much that one is not able to set foot on it's cracks.
735 · Nov 2012
What If?
Francisco DH Nov 2012
What if, you loved me?
Would you hold my hand and walk down the street
Daring anybody to mess with our love?

What if you wanted me?
would you call me up every night
Just Cause you wanted to hear my voice

What if you tried to forget me?
Would you go through the emotions
And cry and curse the sky

These questions to you are not what if's for me
I would take your hand and walk down the street
and defend our love
I would call you every night casue your voice is music
I have tried to forget you and look where it has gotten me
Messed up emotionally
No, there are no what if's for me
The only what if? I have is

What if I never met you?
733 · Aug 2013
Blame the Appealing Things!
Francisco DH Aug 2013
They tell us that love is something that should be seen with the heart.
Not the eyes that can become fixated on only the appealing things which are not necessarily the most important.
But one can not cast a finger and dictate shame nor blame
For is it not in our nature to be pulled by the appealing things?
Maybe instead of casting blame on the lover why not at the appealing things?
For they are the ones that cause the lover to see with the eyes and not the heart.
721 · Dec 2013
Forgot my Name
Francisco DH Dec 2013
Watch for my name
it will crawl from the depths of your hippocampus
Each letter will scatter all around
then disappear
Never to be thought of again.
Bored once again in biology. I tend to forget names so I wrote about that in other people's perspective when they know i forget names.
720 · Nov 2014
To Reiterate
Francisco DH Nov 2014
There isn't enough time  in the day to reiterate what I have said before.
My words would be as long as the circumference of the milky way
But like the center of milky way, its too distant so its unheard.
I acknowledge that this poem is a ripple of the former ripple which was a former ripple of the byproduct of heartache but its creation, this reiteration is all I have left.
Feeling slightly blue today (shrugs)
Hope y'all enjoyed.
720 · Feb 2014
Kissing
Francisco DH Feb 2014
“I want to kiss you right now”
I said.
He let his phone slip into his pocket
And he reached for my hand.
He pulled me in close and I could
Smell the cologne.
A hint of Old Spice clouded my judgment
Sent my all questions to the back
Of my mind. His lips found mine
And for a split second
I died.
My heart could not function
Properly causing a sensation
Of peace to surround me.
“Oh ****”
I said.
My lips tasted love’s sweetness
Then
We pulled apart.
I
Wanted more.
He wanted more.
We both wanted more.
My face could not
Contain my smile
And he smiled back.
Kissing him
Kissing me
Kissing.
718 · Dec 2013
Hypocrite
Francisco DH Dec 2013
Go and cast the stone
Forget all about your sins
Focus on my own.

Look into my eyes
With your righteous conviction
Go and cast the stone.
714 · Sep 2013
Love you but...Idk
Francisco DH Sep 2013
Why do I still love you when you hurt me?
Is it because love makes you blind?
Covers the mistakes with clouds and mists
uses the blur when it sees them kiss?

I want to let it all go
let the cards fall where they may
Let the dust settle where it wants
but I can't
Love won't let me.

I love you
I like you.
I want you.
to hold and cherish
to love.
713 · May 2013
Artists Sing!
Francisco DH May 2013
When the pain becomes unbearable I take my headphones and cover my ears
I turn the volume up to block out their banters

Eric Himan Fill my soul with words that make me feel okay
let your Folk calm the angry waters in my soul

Mother Monster let me know that I am safe
and I should never give up

Adele teach me of love lost
Ke$ha let me party till I feel my body go numb


All of you!

Sing! Sing and be my shield!
708 · Nov 2013
Letter to Him II
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Dear Anthony T.T,

If I came in close with your back against the wall
Took my hand placed it on your chest while the other hand on the wall
Kept me upright while I stared into your icy ocean eyes,
Drew in closer and closer letting our breaths take the chance and dance,
Closed my eyes and gave you kiss
Would that have awakened the butterflies?

If I pulled away after acting on that impulse
Took my hand and let my fingers act on their impulse
(Which is to play with your hair as if a party was to start)
Let my fingers caress while “I love you” I confessed
Would that have quickened your heart?

Tell me,

If I led you to my room where there was a bed to lie on
Closed my eyes as I rested on you while the lights were not on
Breathed in the aroma of wintergreen while I pictured the rose you drew
Lied next to you as I cuddled with the door locked so people wouldn't muddle
Would that have let it emerge the “I love you too”?

Sincerely,
Francisco D.H
708 · Feb 2013
Scrabbled Poem I
Francisco DH Feb 2013
ANGER
           A
            G
           ExCitement  
               A
                U
                 T
                 I
                 O
                   U
                     Surprised
704 · Nov 2012
I wish
Francisco DH Nov 2012
Man, I wish I had a gun to shoot all the ballons that carry you away from me
I wish I had an axe to cut away the ropes that bound you so you can be with me
I wish I could **** all the ones who prevent you from being with me
but you know you too would die

So I only wish that you will have a change of heart and choose me
Cause Right now I am losing my mind with all the wondering
Words that want to come out just dance in my head making it throb
I wish to hold your hand
I wish to kiss those lips
I wish to feel your skin against mine
I wish to make love to you
But all the wishes are stuck in my head
Man, I do wish
Francisco DH Apr 2013
Look a Firetruck!
Why A firetruck?
Look an ambulance!
Why an Ambulance?
WHAT!!!! No I heard you WHAT!!
Heart beats faster everything I told myself was a lie
The joy I had turned to worry
Highly allergic to bees
Freaking highly allergic to bees
my mind turned to images of death and sorrow
I don't know if you are okay or not
Let's assume that you are
Who would have thought that it would take you being highly allergic to bees and getting stung
For me to realize that though I can hate you for as long as I want it won't stop the fact the this heart still longs for you
Not my best but he got stung today and he is highly allergic to bees and I don't know maybe I am worrying for nothing. Idk
697 · Jul 2013
Inquiring About us
Francisco DH Jul 2013
Do you remeber of the love we had?
Do you remeber of the kisss shared?
Of our hands searching for a hold on us?
Of our keep secret, no one knows, affair?
I do, for it was a love that was rare.
Do you remeber of how curious
We were, exploring every chance we got?
Filled with passion that could be dangerous.
They would say that our love was hideous,
that the lord above hates, In hell we'll rot
But we ignored everything that was said.
Do you remember how we loved alot?
Of how much we wanted to go and wed?
I do but now that love so rare is dead.
Suppose to be a sonnet. so enjoy.
Francisco DH Feb 2013
I had the same dream before
Not in the same context
Maybe not in the same scenario

But The same thing happened

I kissed you and I still remember every detail
We were wrestling each other and you know in those movie scenes
Where the world seems to slow
And their faces seem to glow

That was what happened.

You were on top with your hat, it was the red and black  one
And I was on bottom smiling like a goofball and just having fun.

You leaned in slowly ever so slowly
Like time itself was slowing down for us
So we could enjoy the moment.

I got lost in your eyes
Got lost in the sea
Got lost and didn't want to return

You closed your eyes and I did mine
I was in darkness for a moment
But I could feel your warmth
And that was all I needed
For that particular moment

Then I felt your lips on my lips
And then I woke up and man did I give a Flying Flip!

Now you told that you had a dream
That you kissed me
I don't know what happened in your dream
I don't know what you felt
I don't know
But The same thing happened
You kissed me

It's funny how we had a similar dream
696 · Apr 2013
A story to tell
Francisco DH Apr 2013
Every Poet has some story to tell.
every word that flows from their pens and onto paper is a piece of them they are willing to share
every Curve of a letter, every break between words tells you something you may have never known
every poet has some story to tell.

When the poem doesn't make sense
Grab some gloves and a mask and begin dissecting each stanza.
Each letter that hugs closely to each other break them apart
make sure to peer inside what's between them
Because every poet has a story to Tell  

A poet can tell you about  butterflies begin kissed by the sun but the sun, being selfish, doesn't leave a trace of saliva.
A poet can tell of love lost and about love ones tearing into their soul, shredding them like some paper shredder.  
A poet can tell of you anything they want with just whatever they have be it a napkin or computer
A poet can't help but to tell parts of their story even if the poem only makes sense to them
Every poet has a Story to tell.
That's just how they are.
695 · Aug 2014
Broke
Francisco DH Aug 2014
And as the coins are counted one by one
How much is nickel worth in apologizes?
A dime? A quarter?
lord forgive
never meant to hold up the line
693 · Dec 2013
The fog
Francisco DH Dec 2013
There is a fog
It dragged it's legs on the floor
Using it's arms to pull it's self towards me
I watched it with eyes
A superstitious person would wear.
It pushed it self up.
Reached for my clothes
Tugged on my clothes
Clinged to my clothes.
Then it left.
685 · May 2013
C.R.A.Y-C.R.A.Y II
Francisco DH May 2013
Can you hear the voices? The forsaken voices( That crowd us)?
Rippling around the spaces between us.
Are you sure you can't hear them? They speak to you as well as me.
You do! You do! I know you do!

Can you smell those sweet words, they sent to our scentless ears,
Ruffling and echoing in your nose?
After you tasted the sounds silence made just for us.
Yes I do, Oh I do and so do you.

Celebrate the rebirth of our memories death.
Reach for what's left before they dissipate into nothing.
At the corner is that a man? Who comes to haul and imprison my sanity
Yes it is! RUN! RUN! RUN! Hahahaha, It's only my mind projecting what I fear.

Crazy? No, no, no, no, no Not crazy.
Restless yes, Inventive maybe, but never never ever crazy.
Ah! There's a friend beckoning, telling me to retreat to the safety of my mind to rest until I am lucid.
You should too, rest until you are lucid. We must do what the voices tell us.
I have revised Cray-Cray I to this and like this one and going to use it for the talent show in my school. I think this is better than the first one.
682 · Sep 2013
Fake Smile
Francisco DH Sep 2013
You see this whole, lively, I ain't got problems over here smile.
You do? Then x-ray it.
Let the radiation radiate what's underneath skin, fat, and blood.
You'll see that inside, my muscles are actually being pulled down to a frown.
A frown so broken and crooked,
A twisted piece of my soul,
It's an exact replica of my damaged heart.
Francisco DH Jan 2014
There was a light in your eyes
But could it be all the lies
You ever told me.

I was lost I was blind
Caught up in my mind
You would ever hold me.

But now I see
every little thing

It's too late to go back
Gave me heart attack
I can't love you anymore

I was dumb, I was fool
To keep with this cruel
game
679 · Dec 2012
A letter to Her
Francisco DH Dec 2012
Dear "My woman",

I love you
Don't let these words leave your mind
Nor let them escape into a dark void to never be found again
Even though I might not love you in the since of "love"
I love you as a friend and that is better than nothing

Just wanted to tell you something

When they call you "*****, *****, ****" and all those words
and they stick in your mind like goo
Just smile
Show your teeth with your braces
Let the sun illuminate them and let them reflect that you don't care

Raise your hand up in the air
But not to flip them the bird
but to wave a hello
Just smile and wave, girl, just smile and wave

I know you might want to just attack and bite
Scorn them with your own words
But don't
Just let your muscles in your face form a "u"

Don't let them get to you
Don't stoop to their level
You are better than that

I love you and you are a good friend
and don't forget to
Just smile

"Your Man"
Francisco D.H
677 · Jan 2013
Hurt
Francisco DH Jan 2013
The love for you is
Heart Warming
cheek heating
mind spinning
Heart pounding

Your love for me is
.....
......
......
Not there

The truth is
not welcomed
unneeded
To hard to know

The pain inside is
Glass smashing
Earth Shattering
Mind splitting
........ Heart breaking
673 · Dec 2013
Rainbow Soldiers
Francisco DH Dec 2013
Each tear that we shed
Is a tear of injustice
Colored with our blood

We wipe them away
Trying to be the soldiers
They think we can't be.

Emotionally
We are numb to words
That otherwise shred

Our hearts but we wear
Vests that bear "It gets better"
So that protects us.

We walk down the streets
not knowing if we would live
To see tomorrow.

We take in every
"***", "****", with a false smile
Hold our tounges we do

We come back from war
Hoping we would feel the warmth
But we are shut out

From our family.
We fight here there everywhere
To wear our colors.

We fight everyday
The tears that threaten to fall
for we are soldiers.
What I got but going to work with it fora bit
671 · Dec 2013
BGH
Francisco DH Dec 2013
BGH
Big
Gay
Hug

Three letters
Three words
Remind me
of what I need to do
To make the world a better place.
663 · Aug 2013
When he left Me...
Francisco DH Aug 2013
The breeze greeted my face,
Though I rather it be him,
With a gentle touch.

He left me alone
Without a proper goodbye
Left me all alone.

A memory played
In my aching shattered heart
This memory played:

“I mustn’t do this”
But his body replied “Yes”
And we shared a kiss.

My hands on his face
And his on mine. We lost track
Of time as we kissed.

“I mustn’t do this”
But his heart and soul
Replied differently.

His shirt laid on the
Floor. Mine came right after his.
On the bed we kissed.

My fingers traveled,
His fingers traveled also.
Locking together.

Night fell upon us,
And we danced the night away.
Tangling the sheets.

Many days we spent
Holding onto each other.
During the summer.

Many nights we spent,
Finding places that sent chills
Throughout our bodies.

“I love you” He said
On that starry summer night.
“I love you” but then

He left me alone.
Without a proper good bye
Left me all alone.

Why? Was he afraid?
Afraid of what this could mean?
Afraid of this love?

His whispered words still
Linger inside my scarred soul.
Words that hurt my heart.

A blaze burning up
Any oxygen in me,
Taking it from me

Sadness replaces
All that was inside of me
Replaces him

Every memory
Every thought of him
Was fed to fire

I am left shattered,
With nothing besides what was
And what could have been.

He left me, left me
Without a proper goodbye
Left me all alone.
A poem that is part of a story I am writing decided to share and see what kind of feed back I would get. It's in hakiu format or at least I think it is....
657 · May 2013
Cray-Cray
Francisco DH May 2013
Can you hear the voices?
Rippling around in my head
Are you sure you can't hear them?
You do! You do! I know you do!

Can you smell those sweet words?
Ruffling up your ears and nose,
After you tasted the sounds a silence makes.
Yes! I do, I do, I do


Celebrate with me, the rebirth of death
Reach for... Wait! what was that?
At the corner there is a man you say?
Yes there is! RUN, RUN RUN!!! HAHAHA

Crazy? no, no, no no, no,  not crazy
Restless Yes, but never crazy
AH! There goes another voice beckoning me to retreat to my mind
Your voice is being drowned by it , So I bid thee ado, farewell,  good bye
657 · Sep 2013
The Drawing of the Rose
Francisco DH Sep 2013
And I still carry with me
That drawing.
It's covered in wrinkles on its once flawless white skin.
Fold marks were never there but now after folding it so many times
After so many openings to see how beautiful your soul could be
The paper is slowly coming apart.
I still carry it where ever I go.
I sleep with it in my pocket and hold onto to it when I need you to protect me from the dark and its shadows.
Even when I am next to you in person I carry it.
Do you know that I carry it?
That drawing of the rose.
The one you gave me on Valentines day.

It's in my pocket
Right
Now.

Anthony, I still have it.
656 · Jan 2013
Confused......
Francisco DH Jan 2013
I am confused (O.o) I just don't know what to say
What was that (\O.o/), Yesterday?
I heard and now feel conflicted
I Was given and feel even more conflicted
WHat is going on?
What is happening?
I need an answer but don't know how to approach it. :/
The guy that I liked told me he was straight but hear is bi
He gave me one of his hats yesterday
Really confused.......
655 · Jan 2013
Love me..... Love me not
Francisco DH Jan 2013
When we were children we would pluck flowers from the ground
We would rotate the flower and sigh deeply
We would pluck one petal and close our eyes
and say "_ Loves me" and our hearts would ring with happiness
We would see their eyes
See their face
then we would pluck the next petal
"
Loves me not"

Our hearts would beat with sadness
With every pump making us cold
making us wonder why
Making us shed one tear

We would go back and forth
"
_ Loves me"
"_
Loves me not"

A wish, a hope, a dream
This game, childish game would be played
Just to know
and When The last petal revealed a truth wanted
Nothing could ruin the feeling that was experienced

But when The last petal would reveal a truth not wanted
We would ball up the petals and the flower stem and throw them to the ground
Stomp on the ground and cry how cruel the world is

We would all play this game of Love me .... love me not
a  wish a hope a dream
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