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The television announcer sprays
rapid-fire syllables
with voice booming sells
the unneeded  to the unsuspecting
while wearing a smile
which surely would break
an honest face.
I began
My unruly desire
For love at three
Already lost
And hopeless
Searching for love
Each and every day
Always sensing it
Was close
And at
Eleven I met you
And our journey began
Just as ******* up
As it is beautiful
Because here we are
Four years later
Dreaming of our future
Knowing now
That young love
Does exist
And can survive
I've been looking for love
Since I was three years old
And I found it eight years later
With someone whom I love
And you may doubt it
Our love
Our story
My search
But it's all true
I swear that to you.
In preschool I began my journey.
I want
To prove
That bright
Colors and I
Simply don't
Go well together.
It's never enough,
Whether you lose a pound or gain a few, It'll always get back to you.
That girl in the mirror, she's not you
If only they could see it too.
You're always ether too big or too small in their eyes
But never just too you, its like you're constantly in disguise.
Trying to be that one girl, that one girl who could have it all
Too big or too small, that girl was comfortable in her own skin
But we both know thats not true.
**It's never enough,
Being just you.
Broken promises,
resulted in horrific damages.
Empty conversations with unfamiliar faces,
If only they could see the changes.
Whispers echoing through memories of what we could've been haunt me,
because I never had the courage to make him see,
Make him believe,
Make him feel a love like ours.
This time last year everything was different,
And if they asked if we'd go our separate ways, id laugh
Cause our love was supposed to be infinite,delicate, intimate.
How could you play so innocent?

— The End —