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 Oct 2014 Girl Anachronism
TB
I see you in his eyes.
In the way he looked at me, the other day.
And I see you in his smile,
Especially when I'm the reason why.

I see you in him all the time.
And it scares me to death.
Because you weren't mine.
And neither is he.

And I don't want either of you.
But I want the idea of you.
I want the idea of kisses at midnight.
I want the idea of a love that moves me.

But some things aren't meant to be.
And that's okay.
My ghosts keep me company.
And they are warmer than you ever were.
Incidentally,
I never haunted you.
This truth brings
A full circle tightly closed.
There was a ghost here,
But it was never mine.
I am a wrecked space ship
Lost somewhere
at the  e n d  o f  s p a c e
But you are a supernova
guiding me  out  with your   light.
it's been a while
i cant stop
            whatever this is
that i have            
                           this could be love
i don't know
of that                      
   i'm not sure of  

so                      
    hurt me        
       give me something
to hate about you            
         you're just
--
                     too good to be true

           don't leave me hanging
in this empty hope i'm in          
                     tear it apart
                                     cut it

help me        
  let me bleed
                  let me bleed
you're in my veins                
                                          ­                                    
                                                                ­   *let me bleed.
...To have my heart broken by you.
 Oct 2014 Girl Anachronism
Bailey
Am I?
Is He?
This should

be good
 Sep 2014 Girl Anachronism
blythe
In life,
It is essential
That you learn
How to be strong enough
To let go;
And wise enough
To wait
For what you deserve.
"i bet you're loud in bed."

**** right i am,
i'll make the plaster shake down on your
quaking body
and scream my pleasure so it fills every
empty space in our skin.

i'm not afraid to be a *****
because the only thing
quite as firm and unforgiving as my heart
are my legs.

— The End —