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13.0k · Apr 2011
Blue-eyed Boy
Hannah West Apr 2011
I never really cared for blue-eyed people.
Bright or pale;
A common color for the male or female.
But let my tell you a tale
Of a blued-eyed boy
Who never toyed with this green-eyed girl.
He put her head in a whirl.
Love is what they called it.

She'd look into those blue eyes;
The color she never cared for
But now she could never be bored
Of looking at these blue-eyed people,
Who were more abundant than she thought
Maybe they fought
For the same thing she was looking for;
The Love of a boy
Who wasn't the one to toy
With that green-eyed girl.
2.0k · Mar 2011
Dandelion seed
Hannah West Mar 2011
I pluck the dandelion from the ground.

A deep breath,
Wind blows the tiny seeds away
And I wish to be like them.

To fly free,
Being taking away
By the wind,
To strange
Yet beautiful places.

Where nothing matters;
No one worries about Love
No one worries about Hate

It's just me:
That floating dandelion seed.
That was blown away
Just by the very air you breathe.
Hannah West May 2011
I won't forget;
I'll always remember;
It'll never leave my mind.
It will always stay,
Even if it's to my dismay

Memory loss isn't possible;
My thoughts are unstoppable
When they consist of us two.
And that's why

I'll never forget you.
1.5k · Mar 2011
Sarah Smiles
Hannah West Mar 2011
She sat on the pier,
Kicking her feet as they hung over the water;
Smiling,
Sarah looked at the sun setting
Oblivious
The young boy behind her.

Brendon,
His name,
Loved Sarah so.
But Sarah was off in her little world;
Unaware.
Smiling
Because she just didn't care.

Oblivious
To the
Obvious,
Sarah smiled as Brendon approached her,
A bright red blush blossomed on his cheeks,
He awkwardly sat beside her.

Formally normal,
He was a young kid
But after laying eyes upon her
Velvet lips,
And deep eyes
He knew that his Destiny
Lied
With her.
Inspiration from the Panic! At the Disco song: Sarah Smiles.
1.3k · Apr 2012
Life.
Hannah West Apr 2012
Sometimes in life,
I pause where I stand and take a breath,
Forgetting about my sorrows and strife.
For once not fearing death.

Sometimes I live,
Like the seed of a tree,
Not needing to forget, or forgive,
Just flying around; free.

Sometimes I lie,
Just to get people off my back.
I'm feeling upset because of a guy,
But it's not like many people really give a crap.

Sometimes I cry,
Because I want to let out the stress I have
Over that one guy,
Who is just a chav.

Sometimes I smile
Because once in a great while,
He makes my happy
Even though at the same time he makes me life ******.

Sometimes I shake,
I can't handle what's really at stake;
Loosing someone like you,
Is something I can't live through.

Sometimes I want to scream;
You did break my heart
And I'm only happy in dreams,
Where we're not living worlds apart.

Sometimes I want to yell,
Because you feel compelled,
To keep secretes from me,
As if it'll keep from making bad memories.

Sometimes, I feel the pain
You caused with a knife,
Through my heart's vain's.
Nearly ending the meaning of my life.


And yet,
Somehow. . .


Somehow in life,
I pause where I sit,
Taking a breath, no longer feeling the knife,
Planted there by some twit.
Random Definitions!
Chav: British slang for a particular bloke.
1.1k · Mar 2012
Deep
Hannah West Mar 2012
Deep
Within the recesses of my
Being,
Is the young
Innocent girl
They used to know.

Deep
Within my
Mind
Are the
Thoughts,
I used to think
When I was young.

Deep,
Within my
Heart
Is what I used to
Feel
Before I met you.

But on
Top
Is a wild,
Bad,
More mature girl,
Daring to break the
Rules.

She's new in these parts.
She doesn't belong here.
This isn't what I'm used to.
Who does who think she is?
Waltzing in here,
Making me do things,
I used to never agree with.

Maybe this is apart of growing up,
Or maybe this is what crazy people do.

Either way,
I'm a bit scared.
1.1k · Mar 2011
A Stroll Down Memory Lane
Hannah West Mar 2011
Strangers
I hardly knew you;
A guitarist,
A good singer,
A song writer
And Hannah's current boyfriend,
Was all I knew.
She'd dump you,
I knew it,
So I talked to you after the break up,
You were nothing special at the time,
So,
I moved on.
Didn't talk to you.

Becoming Friends
A few months later
When one of Hannah's friends
Was dating on of her ex's
I thought,
You were one of her ex's
And you were really nice and cute
Why not get to know you?
We shared random conversations on Facebook.
You were really funny.
So a number was given and texting happened.

Best friends
We texted everyday.
We enjoyed each other's company.
We had both needed a good friend to talk to.
And we got along great.
Perhaps a little too great.

Falling hard
I found myself liking you more and more
Each day.
Small jealously
When you talked about perhaps liking some new girl.
Secret joy
When she had been taken.
I knew I had a crush on you
And soon enough,
You did too.
But we established
A long distance relationship couldn't be made.
Too far apart,
In age and distance.
The tears that fell
Because of this
Made me realize,
You were making a big impact in my heart.
And I needed you.

More than friends
I'm not sure when,
But we started to not care about the things we established.
I met you
And before then,
We both knew how much
We liked each other.
Maybe we'd steal a kiss or two
When we met.
(I wish we did)
Meeting you,
Made me so nervous,
Yet extremely happy.
Heads were rested on shoulders,
Fore heads were kissed,
We became the cutest couple we knew.
Soon we decided this was love.

Broken up*
Three weeks,
I guess you didn't love me
Like you thought you did.
In fact,
You lied.
Saying you'd never stop loving me,
But you did.
I needed your love,
But now she does.
She needs you,
I need you,
But you only have room in your heart
For one love,
And that's her.
I wish you had waited,
Till you could see me;
Maybe there's a feeling still there
But you don't realize.
I want to see you
So maybe there is a feeling
The only hope I have
Even though you'd never take me back.
But I'd take you back
Any day
Any minute
Any second.
All's you'd have to do is ask,
Even though you never will.
Got the idea for the time line from AbbieRoseee
I give her full credit for the time line idea.
Only mines a different story.
(Read her poetry) >.>
1.1k · Apr 2012
Knife.
Hannah West Apr 2012
The knife has been placed in your hand.

You look at me and know what will be done,
You'll know the tears I've shed,
You'll know the pain I'll feel,
You'll feel sorry for what you did.
You'll feel guilty, the way you led me on.
You'll feel like a thief for knowing what you've taken.
You'll see the hurt in my eyes every time we'll speak.
The disappointment.
The reality of it all
Scares you.

The knife has been placed in your hand.

And with all the bad you've already done,
You can't bring yourself to plunge it down,
Deep,
Into my core.
Where life begins
And where you've made all your sins.
1.0k · Mar 2011
Vanilla Twilight
Hannah West Mar 2011
The stars lean down to kiss you,
And I lie awake and miss you.
Poor me a heavy does of atmosphere.

I would lay in bed,
Those late nights,
The words I read from your texts
Still lingering in my head.
I'm falling fast and hard.
I miss you so much,
But I felt happy that you say good night,
Going to get your good night's sleep
While I stayed awake,
Grinning from every cute thing you said.

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,
But I'll miss your arms around me.
I'd send a postcard to you Dear
'Cause I wish you were here.

I'd begin to feel sleepy,
But I'd imagine you right there with me,
Your arms around me,
Resting your head on my neck,
As we always wished we could be cuddling together.
I wished you had been there,
To make me feel safe
And happy.

I'll watch the night turn light blue,
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly.

Not sharing whispers,
But looks.
We'd look at each other
Silently,
Not having to say one word to each other
Because we already knew how we felt
For each other.

The silence isn't so bad,
Till I look at my hands and feel sad
Because the spaces between my fingers
Are right where your's fit perfectly.

Remembering how your hand fit in mine.
Such a perfect moment,
It felt so right,
Resting my head on your shoulder,
Our hands grasping the other
Never wanting to let go.

I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.

Sleepless nights,
Alone in my chilled room.
Beneath a million blankets,
Hugging pillows,
But none could substitute the feeling of my arms
Around you.

But drenched in Vanilla Twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night,
Waist deep in thought because
When I think of you,
I don't feel so alone.

Completely drowning in thoughts
Constantly about you.
I felt safer and not alone
Because the thought of you being there
Made me relax,
And feel safe
Even though miles separated us.

I don't feel so alone.

I don't feel so alone.

As many times as I blink,
I'll think of you,
Tonight.

I'll think of you tonight

I always thought of you;
Every day
And
Every night.
You never left my mind.

When violet eyes keep fire
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and
Feel alive again.

Soon enough,
You were gone,
And with someone else.
I find myself grower stronger.
My heavy heart slowly grows lighter.
Some day I'll be ready for someone else
But not soon;
I'm still in love with you.

And I'll look at the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you.

Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear,
"Oh, Darling, I wish you were here."*

If only I could tell you of all the times
I wanted you around.
I probably did,
But just to go back and say it
Once more
I would do any day.
Mine and my ex's song. Vanilla Twilight by Owl City
And some story about us when we were together and before hand
Sometimes remembering is nice :3
896 · May 2011
Sometimes..
Hannah West May 2011
Sometimes,
My heart
Beats so hard,
That my shirt moves to the
Beat of the sound.

Sometimes,
My hands
Shake like crazy
When I await
Your reply.

Sometimes,
My cheeks
Feel as if they're
On fire
When I think about the things you
Used to say.

Sometimes,
I get really nervous
When I think I'm
Loosing you.

Sometimes,
I get so
Angry
When I think about how she's
Changed you.

Sometimes,
I wanna
Slap you
So you snap out of this *******
Trance.

Sometimes,
I want to cry
When I think about how you probably don't even
Care.

Sometimes,
I want to go back in
Time
So you could have never even been
There.
Hannah West Feb 2011
Behind my fake smile
Is a girl desperate for
A genuine smile.
Desperate,
For the boy she loves
Desperate,
To keep him around
Desperate,
For him to love her back

But behind my dry, green-brown eyes
Is a pool of tears,
Wishing to escape.
To pour her soul out
Right in front of him
To show him,
How much she
Cares,
How much she
Loves,
And how much she
Needs
Him.

He needs to know
The impact he's made
In her life
And to
Realize
She never wants him to leave
Though it may seem it.

Behind my fake smile
And dry, green-brown eyes
Is a girl
Desperate,
For the boy she
Loves
778 · Mar 2011
I'm not going to cry.
Hannah West Mar 2011
But
I'm falling
Deeper and deeper
Into a hole.

A hole that's called Love.
And I'm so scared.

I don't have you this time.
You're not going to catch me.
I'll fall deeper and deeper
Till I hit the ground and
I'll never be found.

My eyes well with tears
As I write
Of the sadness and sorrow
That fills my heart.

I'm not going to cry
I'll say
But to my dismay,
The tears come anyways.

I'm not going to cry.
I shout.
This isn't what falling in Love is about!

You're supposed to catch me,
Like in the books.
But she took away!
**** her!
I'll say!

I'm falling deeper and deeper
Hitting the ground.
Yet the only thing that shatters
Is something that really matters.

The thing you were supposed to save.
The thing you're supposed to steal.
But I don't even know how you feel.

So I'll fall deeper and deeper.
All alone.
Till you come,
And take me home.
743 · Feb 2011
Dreams
Hannah West Feb 2011
I'm just a girl lost in dreams.

Dreams that can never be.
Dreams of things that aren't known.
Dreams of places unlike home.
Places you've never seen.

Dreams where the impossible happens.
Dreams where love is passion.

My dreams consist of things that could never be.
So why do I dream of things that cannot be?

The answer is simple;
You'll never get a zit or pimple;
You'll never be sad and alone,
Or desperately miss your home
In this place we call dreams
That always seem to be
An escape for mankind
Where you go places you'll never find.
721 · Feb 2011
A Tanka
Hannah West Feb 2011
Love is everything
Love can be tranquility.
Love is happiness.
Love can be disappointment.
But Love is the thing I feel.
I don't really like this poem >.>
But it has the most reads! :O
715 · Oct 2011
Slanty Face. :\
Hannah West Oct 2011
Every time I think about you,
I wish I could talk to you.
I wish I could call you,
Or text you,
Just to see how you are.
What are you up to?
How's your life?

I'll never know.

Do you still think about me?
Do you hate me?
Are you still annoyed with me?
Are you willing to still be friends?

I guess I'll never know.

What would happen if I spoke to you?
Would you ignore me?
Talk back, but not be happy about it?
Talk back because you want to?

I suppose I'll never know.

Do you ever miss me?
Do you think of me with a smile on your face?
Rather than a frown?
Do even remember my face?
Do you keep our memory?

I will just never know.

I'll never know,
Until I try,
To talk to you,
And see for myself.
Hannah West Feb 2011
The worst happened.
You left.
And found someone else.
In less than a week.
You,
My best friend,
Broke my heart.
I was told
Not to talk to you
Anymore.
Told to forget about you.
Told that I didn't need you anymore.
I was going to say goodbye,
Considering how hurt I was.
Considering how royally ******* I was.
But it's just too hard.

You made a big impact on my life.
I can't think of one without you.
I've become too attached.
I've fallen too hard,
To just leave.
For you to just leave.

Your note to us was
A wake up call.
That I could be the one
Shoving you away.
But that's not what I wanted.
So,
I apologized for my
Ignorance.
I let my Anger
Cloud my original thoughts of you.

You're too good for me.
Though you still care,
And you still talk to me like you always have,
Which is all i need.
I'm sorry Dear.
Be happy with her as long as you like.

I miss you.
I love you.
And i want you to always be happy.
Even if it's without me.
Hannah West Feb 2011
[Misses]
I miss the way we used to talk.
I miss the way we both liked each other, but wouldn't fully admit it.
I miss how cute you were.
I miss the fact that you'd say something cuter than the day before.
I miss the fact that I wasn't just some girl you talk to every once in a while, I was like your number one.
I miss the cute questions you would ask.
I miss how we'd make each other blush.
I miss how we'd make each other nervous.
I miss how you'd stay up, just to talk to me.
I miss our 4 hour long phone conversations.
I miss how we said, "Lovers" instead of Love.
I miss how the age didn't bother us.
I miss how the distance didn't bother us.
I miss how we cuddled together.
I miss how it felt when you hugged me.
I miss your smile.
I miss the sound of your voice as you said those three words you'll never say again.
I miss how we became best friends then fell in love.
I miss the rush I felt when you told me you loved me.
I miss how excited you'd get to see drawings I did.
I miss listening to your song.
I miss how I could trust you so well.
I miss hearing you say you wouldn't stop loving me.
I miss how we would play truth for hours and have the craziest questions.
I miss having the feeling of safety just because I had you.
I miss the week from when I met you to when we started dating.
I miss the smile I'd get from talking to you.

[Hates]
I hate the fact that we've drifted apart.
I hate the fact that I didn't get to see you this time around.
I hate the fact that I'm afraid to talk to you.
I hate the fact that I don't even know what to say to you.
I hate the fact that you're so nice, I can never tell if you really mean what you say.
I hate the fact that I never kissed you.
I hate the fact that you never told me about her.
I hate the fact that you led me on.
I hate the fact that you never even loved me.
I hate the fact that you can't even tell what your own feelings are.
I hate the fact that you told me you'd wait three years.
I hate the fact that you pretty much lied.
I hate the fact that you can easily charm me.
I hate the fact that everyone thought we'd last so long.
I hate the fact that you couldn't even wait three weeks.
I hate the fact that I don't know if she's the reason.
I hate the fact that you only waited 3 days.
I hate the fact that you asked her.
I hate how you confuse me.
I hate how you broke my heart.
I hate the fact that I fell so hard.
I hate the fact that I love you.

[Loves]
But I love how you're giving me your sweatshirt.
I love the way you still want that bracelet.
I love the fact that you still want to be my friend.
I love the fact that you'll still visit me.
I love the fact that wouldn't change anything about me.
I love the fact that you opened up to me, and as far as I know, and only me.
I love the fact that you know you can talk to me about anything.
I love the fact that you give me advice...when it's about you.
I love the fact that you'll play along when I talk about, "Him" and you talk about, "him" too.
I love the fact that you still find a way to put up with me.
I love how you're considerate and won't boast about your new girlfriend.
I love how you still like me.
And I love the fact that you still call me, "***."
699 · Jan 2013
Full Circle.
Hannah West Jan 2013
Oh, how I wish I were laying in your arms,
Being swooned by your special brand of charm.
The room, darkened by the night,
Though with a soft glow from moon light.
I'd know I was safe.
With every breath I take
But it is,
A second later, stolen by your kiss.
A kiss that I lie here and miss.

A kiss stolen from an innocent girl
A kiss, that changes her world.
She is a child no more;
Yes, she's quite different than from before.
She's a girl, she herself never knew.
What's this girl to do?
Why, she's guided by boy, of course.
A boy who's willing to gently show her the works.
A boy who will unknowingly captivate her heart,
He'll find himself hating the two being apart.
He'll find that he cares for this girl,
This girl who's changed his world.
The two souls will intertwine,
And they'll call one another, "mine."
Though unsure of what lies ahead,
She'll still dream of laying beside him in her bed.
As she lies in the soft moonlight,
Darkened by the night,
"Oh, how I wish I were laying in your arms,
Being swooned by your special brand of charm."
671 · Mar 2011
One boy; One girl
Hannah West Mar 2011
One Boy
One Girl.

One healed heart.
One never been touched.

One new friend.
One new hoping-to-be-his-new-girlfriend.

One with a crush.
One in Love.

One with an interest.
One with none.

One in Love.
One already there.

One out of it.
One who still cares.

One with another.
One without.

One forgetting about her.
One can't live without him.

One maybe committing a sin.
One wishing to begin.

One losing interest.
One losing her appeal.

One not knowing how he feels.
One wanting to tell him everything.

One not caring;
One who wants to be daring.

One ignoring,
One's eyes full of tears.

One happy.
One will be sad for years.
[First line: Him]
[Second line: me]

[First line: Him]
[Second line: me]

[Etc.]
[Etc.]
661 · May 2011
Bad Karma
Hannah West May 2011
Now you're all alone.
She left you,
Like you left me.

There's a hint or irony
And bad karma;
For the way you hurt me,
She hurt you.

Maybe you deserved it
Or maybe I just don't care.
I can have you now,
So why am I not chasing after you?

Maybe I'm waiting for the right moment...
Maybe I don't want to seem desperate..
Or maybe
I just want you to care enough
To make the first move.
Not my best. >.>
Hannah West Mar 2011
I apologize,
For Loving you,
For Caring about you,
For ******* everything up,
For being so Stupid,
For ******* you off,
For causing you obvious irritation.
But did you accept my apology?
No.
Why?

Maybe you need to man up;
You need to realize it wasn't just me that made me fall for you;
It was you, too.
You've given me false feeling.
And it made me fall harder.
You have to accept that I desperately want to be apart of your life.
I want you to be happy, so badly.
But making this happen,
Is really making my life ****.
You need to start setting your feelings straight,
Rather than letting me think there's still feeling
When there isn't.

Tell me how it is,
Before it's too late.
657 · Apr 2011
Patience is Virtue
Hannah West Apr 2011
I make an effort to rid you from my heart.
And it works quite well.
Though you still dominate my mind;
You're still a part of my soul.
You'll never be completely gone
For I don't want you to be.
Because I still day dream of the day
When we reunite
For I know it will happen someday,
So I'll wait.

Patience is Virtue
Something you once said.
So I take that to heart
And as a hint
To wait for the day
We meet again.
647 · Mar 2011
A Limerick
Hannah West Mar 2011
I wish I was older.
I wish I was a little bit bolder.
I wish you were single.
I wish you'd come and mingle
With a single who wishes she was older.
645 · Feb 2011
Staircase of want
Hannah West Feb 2011
Really
      Just
          Wishing; [for]
              Hoping; [to get]
                  Wanting;
                      Craving;
                          Needing;
                              Him.
626 · Jun 2012
Music.
Hannah West Jun 2012
Music is a passion.
Not a describing word for your fashion.

Music is an escape,
To some other beautiful place.

Music is a form of expression,
That keeps you away from that depression.

For some people, it's an obsession,
But that doesn't give most a bad impression.

Music is a wondrous thing,
All it needs is a person to sing.

Music is a dream,
A piece of cloth, bursting at the seams.

It drives us to be who we are,
It drives us to go that far.

We walk the distance,
And run the length,
Of persistence.

All because of the melodies and notes;
The beats that play in our ears,
Those rhythms that wash away our fears.
616 · Feb 2011
Plucking petals
Hannah West Feb 2011
The petals have been plucked away.
Leaving only one left;
He loves me...
He loves me not...
The last one left
Makes it clear
That he no longer loves me.
As I guessed.
Yes, I should just accept it
Though it has made me a mess.
603 · Nov 2011
Why must my mind reel?
Hannah West Nov 2011
You're back in my life.

You're nice,
You've forgiven me,
You've apologized.
You want to see me.
See the things that surround me.
You talk back,
You smile,
And you're not annoyed anymore.

I love it but I wish it didn't
Always
Make my mind reel,
Worrying about messing up,
And loosing you again...
God ******.
592 · Nov 2012
More than it appears
Hannah West Nov 2012
Please dear, you  know I
Love you, and that I need you.
Everything in my life has gone down hill,
As this bad luck
Streak persists.
Even though it all went bad, I was

Still happy I had you. But you've
Taken it away from me. Well, perhaps not completely.
Amorous activity kind of engaged, and
You said, "Maybe

It doesn't have to end."

Now
Everything has gotten a little better, yet I have this
Eerie-like feeling.
Do

You really still want me, just as much as you previously did?
Obviously, you still have feeling, but I'm
Unsure if its the exact same as before.
The poem is more than it appears.
589 · Apr 2012
Biggest Fan.
Hannah West Apr 2012
Hold me tight,
Kiss me in the moonlight.

Caress my face,
Close in on my personal space.

Whisper in my ear,
Make all my fears disappear.

Play with my hair,
Tell me that you care.

Hold my hand,
Because I'm your biggest fan.
589 · Jun 2012
Unrequited Love?
Hannah West Jun 2012
What if you love me?

What if you want more than this?
A fake relationship.
I love what we have now,
But I can't help but crave more.
I sort of wish we dated again as before.

What if you push me away?
I'd love nothing more than to stay.
Stay with you,
For all my life
But what if my hearts is stabbed yet again by your metaphoric knife?

What if you care more deeply than I?
This should be as easy as pie.
When I tell you how I feel,
And you say the same in return,
And no longer will I have to yearn.

What if that's not the case?
A love unrequited because I was just a pretty face.
Not something more,
Just a body
That you like so fondly.

What if you love me
Like I love you.
And we're just both too afraid,
To admit the truth?
577 · Mar 2011
The truth; In my eyes
Hannah West Mar 2011
People would tell me,
You were just another crush.

People would tell me,
You weren't worth my time;
You weren't worth my tears.

People would tell me,
You were just like any other boy;
A ****.

People would tell me,
"He's ugly anyways."

People would tell me,
You never cared

People would tell me,
You lie to me.

People would tell me,
You're never coming back to me;
To give up hope.

But you know what I tell myself?

I tell myself,
I'm in love.

I tell myself,
You were worth every minute, every second
And every tear.

I tell myself,
You're not like any boy I've ever met;
You're amazing.

I tell myself,
You're the most adorable and really cute boy I've ever seen.

I tell myself,
What we've been through,
Has been too much to make me, "Just-another-girl."

I tell myself;
You have no reason to lie to me.

I tell myself,
Yes, perhaps you never will return,
But I'm allowed to hope, aren't I?

I tell myself,
Everything
That I believe
To be the truth.
576 · Mar 2011
Man up; Face me
Hannah West Mar 2011
You need to man up and face me,
Come and say good-bye to me,
If you hate me.

You need to man up and face me,
Come and tell me you care,
If I'm a Dear Friend.

You need to man up and face me,
Come and hug me and kiss me,
If you really feel bad because I love you so much.

You need to man up and face me,
Come and tell me we'll never be,
If you really don't like me.

You need to man up and face me,
Come and tell me you like me,
If that's even true.

You need to man up and face me,
And tell me the truth,
If I mean anything at all to you.

You need to man up face me,
Before I cry too much over you,
Before my heart is much too scared,
And I won't be able to move on.

You just need to man up and face me,
And tell me everything that I need to hear,
Whatever that is,
So, maybe, I can move on,
Leave you behind
But that seems so hard right now;
I don't think I could do it.
But,

If you maned up and faced me,
Maybe I could.
570 · Mar 2011
I remember
Hannah West Mar 2011
I remember;

The way we used to talk.
The promises you made.
The sweet things you said,
That I'll always cherish.

I remember;
The cute crush you had
On a girl like me.

I remember;
The cute crush I had
On a boy like you.

I remember;
How you wanted to be with me,
And how you wanted to show me off
Because I was, "Your girl."

I remember;
How much you said you loved me,
How you said you would never leave me,
And how you said you'd never stop loving me.

I remember;
How you left me,
How you went on to her,
And how you broke your promises.

I remember;
The tears that fell,
The words that were said
And the apologies that were thrown around.

I remember,
My miserable weeks;
Feeling sad and alone
Because I had lost you,
And you wouldn't come back to me;
You wouldn't return my love.

But now I sit here and remember;
The things you said last night;
Those words in those texts.
You want me;
I want you;

I sit here and re-read those words in my head.
I said we both wanted each other
And you agreed.
So why you're still with her
Is a mystery to me.

I sit here and remember,
Those old nervous feelings on when we first met,
And I sit here and re-live them.

These nervous feelings of possibly sharing a kiss.

But now I sit here and think,
*It's more than sharing a kiss, that's making me nervous.
559 · Mar 2011
If I could go back
Hannah West Mar 2011
I wish I could back,
And be with that person
Who you used to be

I wish I could back,
To that December day,
When everything was perfectly okay.

I wish I could go back,
To that December evening,
Where the Love between us was just beginning.

I wish I could go back,
To that December week,
When you were so cute and meek.

I wish I could go back,
To that December month,
Where I found you, met you, and loved you a whole bunch.

I wish I could go back,
To the days before we talked,
So I could stop myself from talking to you,
So I wouldn't have to wish for the days,
Where you were the person I loved,
And not the person who I'm beginning loath.
555 · Mar 2011
Rest in Peace, Micheal.
Hannah West Mar 2011
What is death, really?
A fear?
A want?
Some people find death living life and drinking beer.
Some people find death writing a note in a sad font,
And a body to prove it.
But some don't chose it;
They accept it.

Death is scary;
Death is fear;
For Micheal,
He knew his death was near.
The boy was strong,
Yes indeed.
He might have been afraid
And the family did get paid
To save the young boy
From the cancer he fought for,
For so long.
But I think he always knew,
He wouldn't make it
And his family wouldn't take it.

I once heard
He used a wish,
For his family not miss
Out on special things,
Things he'd want
But he had a fight that he fought.
He fought well
But soon lost
The cost may have been high
But I'm glad we all tried.
Though I think the boy is at his peace
Knowing we will all honor him.
We know he tried his best
But you just can't fight off death.

So Goodbye Micheal
A good fight you put up indeed
But now you just need
To Rest in Peace.
As God intended
In a beautiful place we named Heaven.
For a boy who recently died from Cancer in my school
538 · Jun 2011
You're My Sister At Heart.
Hannah West Jun 2011
I use to cling on to you,
I would follow you around and begged you to be my friend,
honestly I had none.
Even though I made you want to cut my head of many times,
you became my friend.
Over time we became better and better friends.
Soon I was glad to call you my best friend,
we had our up and downs like anyone else.
Best friend we were and yes that is a lot,
lots of memories and endless nights.
Now though,
now,
I call you my sister.
Without your smile and love I would be lost.
Without your laugh my days would be gloomy and dark.
Without you I would have never had a friend, or best friend.
You have grown in to my life and my heart.

I love you Hannah West♥
(Read the Note if you are confused.)
Abigail hacked you and also writes poems to here. :)
536 · Mar 2011
Like the old days.
Hannah West Mar 2011
I wish life was like the old days.
When Love was real
And Lust didn't exist.
When you'd communicate by love letters,
And not cell phones.
When a kiss on the hand meant so much.
When boys and girls didn't, "Hook up."
They just loved each other.
When parents didn't have to hate your boyfriend,
Because he wouldn't be an *******; He was a real gentleman.
He'd treat the girl right.
And then boy would ask the Father for permission to take the girl's hand in marriage.
It'd be wrong to steal a kiss or two but they might anyways
Man, I wish life was like the old days.
528 · Jul 2011
Thank you.
Hannah West Jul 2011
Thank you
For telling me you loved me.
Even though it turned out you didn't.

Thank you
For catching me
When I fell.

Thank you
For being a charming boy
And letting me fall into your arms.

Thank you
For teaching me what it's like to truly
Feel safe.

Thank you
For making me
Blush all of the time.

Thank you
For making me feel what a
Genuine smile feels like.

Thank you
For being the sweetest boy
I've ever met.

Thank you
For letting yourself be my
First Love

Thank you
For teaching me things about
Life.

Thank you
For doing all of that
Without realizing more than half of it.

Thank you
For being the
Greatest Mistake of my Life.
The 6th line and 9th also go together as one sentence. :3
523 · Mar 2011
Love or Lust
Hannah West Mar 2011
Our look of Innocence
Could be true
But we both want so much more
From each other

We never even stole one kiss,
But I can see more being
Stolen
In the future.
My innocence;
Your virtues.
Could they be gone,
So soon?

I can't be, "Just friends."
With you.
I don't think you could be with me
Either.

For me,
It's out of
Love.

For you,
Could it be out of
Lust?

I could know,
If you stole
More than just
My Heart.
512 · Jun 2012
I just want you to know
Hannah West Jun 2012
I'd cross mountains,
Plains,
Ride trains,
Swim the seven seas,
Fly across the skies,
Run the distance,
Walk the length,
Drive on rough roads,
And to be completely frank,

I'd do anything to be with you.
I wonder if you'd do anything to be with me, too.

I'm not sure if you would,
That's okay,
As long as you let me stand by your side today,
It'll be worth it anyway.
Late night+thoughts=silly poems like this one.
509 · Feb 2012
Do you like me?
Hannah West Feb 2012
I
                    Can't tell what you're holding back. Do you
Love
                    Me? Am I the only one who feels this way about
You . . .?
                    Is there some who you
Do
                    Love? Does she love you? Or is it
You
                    Who's afraid to confess his feelings. When you
Love
                    Someone, how long do you wait to let them know? With
Me
                    I've always loved you. But will you ever love me
Too?
>.<
489 · Jun 2012
Typical, yet always true.
Hannah West Jun 2012
She's             the one who looks indifferent. Only because she's

Dying           on the inside.

To                  most, they only see a girl who wants to

Be                  all she can be. But when she's  
        
With              The person she loves most, she's with

You.              All she wants is for you to love her, too.
480 · Apr 2011
I think. .
Hannah West Apr 2011
I think,
You're gone forever,
But then you come back.

I think,
We'll never be together
But then you'll speak your crap.

I think,
You're serious
About liking me still.

I think,
You're serious
About the ***

I think,
Maybe you'll be mine
In the years to come

I think,
It'll be okay.
But who knows?
Maybe I'm wrong.
473 · May 2011
If only
Hannah West May 2011
It only you had been a little closer;
If only we stayed together a little longer;
If only she hadn't come along;
If only I was a little less nervous;
If only I had the courage to kiss you;
If only you could handle distance a little better,
Maybe we'd still be together

Maybe if that kiss happened,
You'd still love me.
473 · Mar 2011
Am I to be the same?
Hannah West Mar 2011
Your eyes,
A light shade of blue.
You smile,
And butterflies flew.
My stomach twists
Every time you talked.
My face,
Turns red
Every time you turned your head
In my direction.
Adrenaline
Pumping through my veins
Every time we touched,
Every time we talked
And every time I got a thought,
Of you.
Now it's all changed,
The thought of remembering this brings me pain!
Will I ever be the same?
472 · Mar 2011
Why?
Hannah West Mar 2011
Why must we get confused?

Why can't we explain our feelings?
Why can't figure out if something is good or bad?
Why can't we read minds?

Why can't I see the real meanings behind your words?
Why can't I stop getting my hopes up?
Why do I keep trying?
Why do I love you?

Why can't you love me back?
Why can't figure out if you really want me?
Why are you still with her?
Why can't you see that I can't stop loving you?
Why can't you see how easily your words hurt me?
Why can't you see how unhappy I really am?
Why can't you notice the sadness behind my words when I know you're with her?
Why don't you apologize for everything you did?
Rather than just telling me my unhappiness makes you upset?
When I don't even know if it really does?
Why don't you come and see me?
Why don't finally figure your feelings out?
Why can't you realize liking someone when you're dating someone else, is wrong?
Why can't you just fall for me again?

And
Why can't you answer my questions?

I guess my big question is,
Why?
469 · Mar 2011
When the Day met the Night
Hannah West Mar 2011
The day the Earth stood still.

Was when she met him.

Different as day and night,
But somehow meant to be,
He took her hand in his,
And the sun shined in her beautiful eyes.

The moon reflected his,
His cold, dreary world, brightened by hers.
Her dull world, splashed with the pale colors of him.

Different as
Night
And
Day
They met,
And worlds collided
When they decided
This is love.
Beautiful.
Golden,
And
Gray
All was well,
When the Day
Met the Night.
465 · Mar 2011
"I hate you."
Hannah West Mar 2011
She blushes deeply,
As she gets real close.

Her face an inch apart from his,
His mind races.
He doesn't know what she's doing.

He blushes a little,
And gets really nervous.
She's going to kiss me.
He thinks.

She gets a little closer;
His heart pounds in his ears;
She takes a deep breath;
He ***** in his;
She goes to speak,
And she finally says,
"I hate you."
And quickly moves away.
This one was just for fun :3
463 · Feb 2011
I wish. . .
Hannah West Feb 2011
I wish I could hold you in my arms again
I wish I could squeeze your hand in mine.
I wish I could look in your eyes
But maybe it's high time
I give up.

But I wish I could taste your mouth.
I wish I could feel the sensation of your touch.
I wish I could feel the rush
Of you looking me in the eyes
And telling me what gets me high.

I wish I could tell you this.
I wish I could make her leave
I wish you'd love me
I wish you would chase after me
I wish you would come and see me
But then it may not be
My specific dream.

Because I just wish I could hold you in my arms;
I wish I could squeeze your hand;
I wish I could taste your mouth
And feel the rush of your touch;
But maybe I'm hoping to much.
I know you'll be together for a long time
So why do I try?
Because
I just really wish you'd love me
458 · May 2011
Smiles.
Hannah West May 2011
I smile every time I think of the days we were happy together.
But then it disappears as quickly as it comes
Because I know you're happy with someone else now
Instead of me.
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