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soyun Sep 2015
When you teased me and smiled,
I thought we had something worthwhile.

But to her the same is done,
And I just wanted to run.
  Sep 2015 soyun
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Your smile makes me smile,
Your laugh makes me laugh,
Your eyes are enchanting,
You make my thoughts seem daft.

Since the day I first laid eyes on you,
My feelings grew and grew.
In that first conversation my knees clicked and clacked,
And those butterflies flipped and flapped.

And as I spill these simple rhymes,
My mind goes over time and time,
Why didn't you ask me to dance,
During that slow song of endless romance?

I hope this doesn't seem to creepy.
Please don't think my thoughts have flown too freely.
Just know that what I speak is true,
And that I have fallen deeply for you.
soyun Sep 2015
It's not fair. You don't even care. This is too much to bear. Was it a dare? Your ruffled hair. I need you like air. My heart and mind tear. We'd make a cute pair. I can't help but stare. Why are you so rare? Catch you like devil snare. Watch out and beware. Become my lucky spare. We can go to the fair. What should I wear? I can be your flare. You'll be mine I swear.
soyun Sep 2015
I used to be smart. Until you messed with my heart.
I used to be strong. Until you proved me wrong.
I used to be pretty. Until you made me feel ******.
I used to be content. Until you caused me to vent.
I used to be different.
Now I'm insignificant.
soyun Sep 2015
When I close my eyes,
You run toward me.
Startled at the sight,
I open them to see.

You're gone like the wind,
But never were you there.
I fall to the ground saying,
*"This is too much to bear."
soyun Sep 2015
I can't breathe. My lungs are full with the misconceptions I received from you. These mixed signals you send me mess with my head. You suffocate me by making me feel special then ordinary. It's all your fault.
...
But it really isn't. My lungs are full with my own tears. I created the signals in my own head. I realized I was strangling myself with my own hands. It was all me. *It was only ever me.

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