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Penthesilea Jun 2017
It's 3 am and I'm breaking down because I remember you told me I was everything you love in this world.
Tell me, when did I stop being that everything?
Penthesilea Mar 2017
We should have never found our way back that we remained lost, holding each other's hand and laughing in which way to go.

**That night should have stayed young.
That moment should have been infinte. That us should have never ended.
QUEEN of wishful thinking. Replaying a moment forever lost.
Penthesilea Mar 2017
I kiss his soft and trembling edges,
and the moans that escaped him
how hard I tried to catch it with my lips.
*clears throat*
Penthesilea Mar 2017
The Universe conspired to bring us together and break us apart when we thought we're meant to be.
*sigh*
Penthesilea Mar 2017
I've been neglecting words ever since he left me, because even I used every word I could say, still I couldn't make him  *stay.
I think he wants me to speak another language to be sufficient in the begging department. *sigh*
Penthesilea Mar 2017
There's this spark, a gentle flame,
a candle of hope warming my inside
with the thought of you returning home.
Presumptuous I am indeed, to consider myself a home for him.
Penthesilea Mar 2017
That's the thing with memories,
they're not made
to be forgotten,
but to be remembered.
I wish I could forget everything.
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