Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Things that nobody talks about:
The desperation of loving someone who doesn't love you
How the sun feels warmer when you've spent a year being cold
The feeling of weightlessness after crying yourself to sleep
When he stares long and hard at you and smiles softly, making your eyes feel shy even when you are not
How people who used to exist in your orbit still take chunks off of your surface, even when you've taken so many hits you hardly exist.

Things that nobody talks about:
Even when you've moved on, even when you've found someone who loves you more, even when you've discovered better things, your skin remembers things best forgotten.
I like him but... I'm probably the last person that comes to mind,
He's so gorgeous and handsome and hella fine,
Maybe one day...we could be one, he could be mine,
He has such deep eyes, you can just swim in and drown in,
I really do wonder if he has a girlfriend,
Because if he does, I'm still gonna look,
I feel like he's a mystery, and he's not easy to read like a book,
I can tell what kind of guy he is by his walk, his swag, and how he looks,
it hurts me
seeing you standing
alone
without any hands to guide you

so then

there it goes

i'm giving you my hands
not to guide you
cause i can't
i'm giving you my hands
to make you stronger
to make you know
that i am there
for you
 Sep 2017 fustypetals
Fynn
Struggles
 Sep 2017 fustypetals
Fynn
I have always been a loner
and to me that was fine
I liked being by myself
and I spend so much time
wandering around thinking
about how the world could be

I have always been a dreamer
This world was not for me
theres way too much rules
But I wanted to be free
I dont need power or money on mass
I just wanted to be safe
and not a person out of glass

I have always been honest
and never backed out
stood up for mistakes
And never had a doubt
about doing the right thing

I have never been a coward
and rarely dropped a tear
I always met challenges
and rarely feld fear

But then the day came
When I first saw her smile
To see it again I would run through hell
and it would be worth every mile
She made my brain freeze
and my heart stopped a while
It was a moment like no other
this moment of her smile

Its been a year and my feelings wont budge
but Im too afraid to ask her out
A yes from her would change my life
But i guess that is what love is about

I dont want to be alone anymore
And theres no need to dream when she is around
Her no is the only thing that I fear
but I guess I have to stand my ground

I am a coward
Im too weak for this
I guess I should stop it
And never hope for a kiss

I tried to forget her
and go back to the start
but her glance broke my will
and her smile stole my heart
Actually a true story. I guess everyone has a weakness somehow..
 Sep 2017 fustypetals
Crystal
I knew better than to fall for you.
Yet here I am, at 1 AM.
Thinking about you, while you're thinking about her.
I knew you would hurt me.
I knew you would leave.
I knew you didn't plan on staying.
I knew a lot better than to love and care about you.
I always knew, we would be great together.
That the world would no longer be a place to hate, but a place I wanted to explore and enjoy with you.
I was perfectly fine before you showed up. Depressed and lonely, just how I liked to be.
I knew you would build me all the way up, make me feel like I was walking on air, only to push me down, and make me want nothing more than to be six feet under ground. Away from you and the rest of the ugly hearts in this cruel world.
I knew you would go back to her.
I knew she would make you fall all over again.
You said you wouldn't . Yet here you are, on my mind and I am once again writing endlessly about you.
I knew it would hurt.
I wish I knew enough, to not have done any of it.
I knew better.
she will be the end of you. As you were for me.
Words. Words on paper.
Drawing it out.
What is it to be happy?
What is it to lose?
Why do we fight?
All I have ever wanted was to be close
To someone
To anything
Each time I get a little closer
It gets so much harder. I once dreamt of life.
Endless possibilities, like shards of a broken mirror, they stare at me.
Asking the same questions, giving different answers
I know this is the way it was supposed to end.
It was nice to dream, for a while.
It was nice to pretend, no more.
I loved her with everything, it wasn't enough.
I let her go, hoping she would find herself.
But I cant stand it, I can't take the lottery.
A pale image of what we once were.
It was nice to dream.
I held on as long as I could, through the fire and blames, the best and worst.
I'm going to have to start living.
For myself, by myself.
Years of searching gone to waste.
I thought it all lead here.
Maybe it did, the story isn't over.
All I ever wanted was to be close.
To someone, to anything.
Have I ever deserved it? Earned it?
It was nice to dream.
Sometimes its easier to find something new than fix something broken.
But I was never looking for easy.
Or was I?
 Sep 2017 fustypetals
Annie
Goodbye
 Sep 2017 fustypetals
Annie
And once again ,he left
This time with a 'goodbye'

He said he won't come back
This time for the sake of the 'goodbye'

I have no surprises ,not at all
This time it was a profound 'goodbye'

The intensity was felt by the wind,
This time we bade our last 'goodbye'
 Sep 2017 fustypetals
aurora
sad
 Sep 2017 fustypetals
aurora
sad
Isn't it sad how
I love you most
When we're saying goodbye?
Next page