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Jan 2014 · 579
Waste in Time
Hannah Jan 2014
I.
This trouble is hard, it won't go away. I think there might be something wrong with me. I'll take a deep breathe maybe, this dark clash shaky. Please don't forsake me, I might be crazy.

II.
Am I losing my mind? Sometimes I feel light things are getting worst in time. If I try, will you open your eyes, and make me a part of you, like you're a plan in my mind.

III.
Next time when I am losing my mind, I will enter to find my way out. Just a waste of time. In place of all my mistakes, you've seen through my shadows above me. No one could ever love me like you.

IV.
If our feelings would'nt have started, I'll get swept down through the carpet, I will still be thankful for all you've done. Take a note to remind me on where you can find me.
Jan 2014 · 2.2k
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Hannah Jan 2014
I know that
You will never write me a love letter
Or a song
You will never know how I hate Oreos
Or Nutella
You will never sing me to sleep
Or cuddle me 'till morning
You will never hold my hand
Or brush away the stray hairs off my face

But I perfectly know,
*I have never even crossed your mind
Jul 2013 · 317
ii.
Hannah Jul 2013
ii.
it’s funny how

love can change people

but

at the same time

it is sad because

love can change people

and

love can *break people
Jul 2013 · 350
in a fragile state
Hannah Jul 2013
her heart was a glass
a glass once so divine

until he came
and played with that glass
and left it shattered to pieces

a glass once resplendent;
is nothing now
but tiny fragments
and with no chance
of
putting it back together
*again
Jul 2013 · 344
i.
Hannah Jul 2013
i.
perhaps
the rabbit hole Alice fell into
did not lead into
         wonderland

but
instead it lead into a beautiful
yet dangerous
place called
         *love
Jul 2013 · 644
epilogue;
Hannah Jul 2013
There she goes, in a wedding dress. Her smile is so flawless, and every step she took in the aisle is filled with love and joy. Her long brown hair is falling to her shoulders, and she looked effortlessly beautiful. As she walked down the aisle, she reminisced. As if all of these were just a hoax, it seems that the first time they met was just yesterday. She still remembers that little ice cream parlor where they accidentally bumped into each other. She still remembers that smile, oh that smile. Those dazzling pair of piercing hazel eyes. She knew it, since day one. That this man will be the one she’ll spend her eternity with.

— The End —